Arrested woman, 2020/ Intrinsic value, a term in ethics.

Pencil on paper, 2020

Intrinsic value, a term in ethics

It is absolute certainty the valuable existing in us and among us, undoubtedly undeniable worth and purpose, or are we without purpose? One can think it is immeasurable, uncountable. It is still not necessary for humans to acknowledge worth or measure worth to survive? So, to say art has absolute value, a mathematical term, intrinsic value is there because of the process and the idea of making a visible thought mark by human hand. What is it that is valuable in art? Its mere existence, it is made by someone, it is a message of what? We have to think about it, what it means. To understand value is to grow value something, what we most value is humans? And how we become to value something is through necessity, guidance and skill, making and endurance and what we get. Our needs bring value, our constant needs, unstoppable. Need to stay alive is also a destructive one?

Naisen ruumis

ajautui rannalle. Liikkui keveästi laineissa ja kellastuneissa lehdissä. Satuin kävelylläni paikalle. Kuinkahan kauan se on lojunut tuossa? Tullut jostakin hitaasti. En näe kasvoja. Hiukset ovat jakautuneet siiviksi. Hän on vatsallaan noussut pintaan alasti. Soitan poliisille ja odotan. Harmaa marraskuun päivä. Hohtava naisen ruumis jäisessä vedessä näyttää mustelmaiselta, lyödyltä. Oliko hän joskus onnellinen? Veden väri on tumma.

Odotan poliisiautoa rannalla. En ole ennen nähnyt kuollutta paitsi tv:ssä. En uskalla mennä lähemmäs. Tavallaan minua ei pelota ja tavallani ajattelen itseni tuohon kylmään veteen. Kunnioitan vainajaa olemalla hiljaa hänen kanssaan. Maailma elää koko ajan ympärillä, hänen allaan vedessä ja hänessä uudella tavalla. Naisen keho on hämmästyttävä ja kaunis. Hän ei ole kovin vanha. Tässä alastomassa ruumiissa ei ole mitään mitä haluaisin arvostella tai moittia, paitsi ne jäljet ja tuo elottomuus. 

Odotan yhä. Ehkä poliisin matka on pitkä tälle rannalle jossa seison, jonne jämähdin vahtimaan kuollutta naista, kuin runossa, jota en vielä kirjoittanut. Alkaa tulla kylmä. Vesi liikkuu tuulessa. Veden pinta värähtelee. Kukahan hänet tappoi? Vai tappoiko hän itse itsensä? Hyppäsi veteen, kallioiden luona, siitä ruhjeet. Kädet väärinpäin ovat siniset ja turvonneet.

Nainen vedessä jäi uniini. Tunsin olevani hän, kokevani hänen tarinansa, kipunsa ja tragediansa. Tulla nostetuksi vedestä sinertävänä ruumiina veden roskien seasta. Naisen kohtalo pudota jostakin ja kuolla. Kuinka monta kertaa?

Kuulin hiekan ritinää renkaissa. Useampi auto saapui paikalle. Katselin vilkkuvia valoja, ihmisiä jotka ovat tehneet tätä ennnenkin. Miehiä, joilla oli kahluuhousut. Kuuntelin veden loisketta. Nainen käännettiin ja  nostettiin rannalla mustaan ruumissäkkiin. Hän roikkui kuin maalauksessa, sinertävä pilvi, jonka oli aika pudota maahan, kastella kaikki ja häipyä.

Ystävänpäivänä vuonna 1989, elämänsä viimeisenä, legendaarinen populaarilaulaja Vina Apsara havahtui nyyhkyttäen painajaisunesta, jossa hänet oli aioittu uhrata. Paljasvartaloiset, näyttelijä Christopher Plummerin näköiset miehet olivat pidelleet häntä ranteista ja nilkoista. Hän makasi oikosena, alastomana ja vääntelehtivänä kiillotetulla kivellä, johon oli veistetty matelijalintu Quetzalcoatlin hahmo. Sulkakäärmeen ammottava suu ympäröi kiveen koverrettua tummaa kuoppaa, ja vaikka hänen ammottava suunsa oli kirkumisesta ammollaan, hän ei kuullut muuta kuin salamavalojen välähtelyn.; mutta ennen kuin hänen kurkkunsa ehdittiin viiltää auki, ennen kuin hänen elämän verensä ehti pulputa tuohon hirvittävään kuoppaan, hän heräsi puolilta päivin Guadalajaran kaupungissa, Meksikossa, tuntemattomassa hotellihuoneessa vierellään puolikuollut muukalainen alaston, parikymppinen mestitsi, joka katastrofia seuranneiden loputtomien lehtijuttujen mukaan oli rattopoika Raul Paramo, tunnettu sikäläisen rakennusalan magnaatin perijä, jonka isä omisti tämänkin hotellin erään yhtiönsä kautta.”  

Lainaan Salman Rushdien kirjasta Maa hänen jalkojensa alla (1998) elokuvallisen otteen, kirjan alkukappaleesta, jossa nainen näkee elokuvallisen unen ja herää toisenlaiseen elokuvalliseen todellisuuteen. 

Kumpikin on kammottava, uni ei tuo pelastusta. Kenties se oli toiveuni, jossa nainen melkein kuolee, mutta tulee pelastetuksi, elää onnellisena loppuelämänsä. Hän herää kuitenkin hikisenä ja pöllämystyneenä pohtimaan untaan, ja jos ei olisi herännyt. 

Cheap as fuck aesthetics when you have all the money in the world. One critique of WAP. This goes to all the very rich people with very little understanding of what is art or maybe WAP is art, but bad art. When does child’s play end?/Summer of love.

When you understand the world as expensive equals good and that it is your playground and power, you clearly do not have limits and you need to prove this over and over again, how you are free and money frees you. When you are part of a group who is and has been oppressed, your brothers and sisters are and were, you feel you have to contribute. Being small is not an option in today’s world. Sure, it is important to be political and stay on the side of the weak as Cardi B. openly supports and discusses with Joe Biden. Female empowerment through sex is popular nowadays understood in a way that causes eye-brows frown and raises questions of who gets empowered by this and what is happening really. It is the right message in a way, but is it healthy what is happening and what we see daily and concerns body parts, massive focus on certain body parts of women. That is how one gets noticed by body parts and how body is in control and your mind controls it. You can have small waist and fat in right places, do this. It is so easy looking and so hard to attain and maintain, it gets our attention and our constant need to achieve. You can call it self-expression, because it is you, you choose.

To talk about female empowerment via sex and in sex is important, but where does the limit go and what is this empowerment about? How much are women controlled when it comes to sex and slut stigma having been there to scare and segregate women into good and bad, how good do women feel when they are behaving promiscuously using men for pleasure, making money and having nonstop fun? Is it to forget and live in-a-moment-thing, when there are no responsibilities and it is difficult to find a good-paying job? It is fun short-lived mostly and work is no fun often. What do ultra-rich people think and execute via arts and them taking part in art one way or another, what does it do exactly? They do their part in society by spreading their influence with money and contacts? They look good when they do this and are artists themselves? Kylie Jenner has been sculpted quite a bit. Their pleasure is to be seen and watched as they go and do what they must, self-made is an interesting concept here, when almost nothing is. As one is free to do whatever one wants, because one is free and able and has got a body with huge and showing equaling good (small in the right places), massive is the best and meaningful, because it is seen, wanted, desired and comprehensive is how much you have got in repeat: you don’t cook and clean, but you got a ring by some other fancy and easy way and you enjoyed it. Only pain is sexual and they say they go far with it. So, where are the limits?

The result of this charade is cheap-looking, worn-out imagery of wildlife signifying passion and lust. Animals chosen are tigers https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_tiger and snakes biting, dangerous and endangered, but rappers are comfortable with them as they live dangerously. Females are like wildlife, unpredictable, untameable and beautiful, for pleasure and are there to be used, although they themselves give impression they are in control, they use this male fantasy for their benefit, well, for them it has worked out well. Kitsch nevertheless, as are the statues of female body parts inside the house of whores that do look factory-made and provide liquid, mouths open.

Gates open in the beginning of the video and there are two female sculptures with their legs spread open and these sculptures function as parts of a fountain. You should have shown their vaginas, you speak of pussy. Why the image of vagina is censored? Fucking is great, it is so fantastic, that constant penetration seems to be the only thing left to do. Fucking is lucrative, only thing in mind nowadays and sexy being the ultimate constant woman can be, penetration happening into something soft called the brain. Content being thin, big asses and thick thighs are the filling like weapons, one-sided somehow sensual parts of a body and seen a million times, focus is on the size and shape and acrobatics, how much cellulite there is or can be, she is cushy like a sofa, like furniture. It is their right and pleasure to objectify themselves. Seeking as much attention as possible is today’s niche, it is ass, everyone has got one. Say pussy, the p-word, be on your fours wearing thongs telling us what you like. It is child’s play.

Getting pussy licked seven days a week, how many times a day? Doing gestures with fingers at Willy Wonka factory, who is your target audience, who is your daddy? What Cardi B with Megan Thee Stallion music video WAP has achieved is still something worth our while, because excess of and access to porn and sexual imagery online is easily available and mostly free, young men do it for drunk young girls. Where is my lotion reaction videos by African American men to WAP was my next step to this experience in rap music of 2020. Wanting to be choked by penis, a certified freak seven days a week does poetry. Defence in papers is saying black people can and must be able to enjoy their bodies. I wonder who is stopping them? Is this a movement of black female rappers? Big is good, sex is always good to talk about and constantly available for everybody online and the message of news papers is, there can’t be no criticism of this? Music videos are watched by tens of millions of people, they must be critiqued and their values questioned.

Sex is not scarce, when you have got money, in the real world. When you focus on enjoying your body to the fullest and demand you have the right to enjoy your body to the fullest in plain view and be paid for it, it is a declaration and celebration of prostitution, what is your other meaning exactly (feminist) and whose enjoyment do you speak of but your own and why your own pleasure merely is important? What gives us pleasure today and why we must have it instantly? Is the purpose of sexual content in music other than be appalled by or fill up an open mouth with cream? Bragging is celebration? To be watched and listened to, voicing your personal ‘feminist’ goddess existence and sexual power, which clearly money brings, which is all so good and unique, is empowering who other, your producer? What is feminist in full on porn lyrics and visuals that are so simple, used and dull that whores in any house could have come up with them? Despite all the riches and the ring you have got by not cleaning and cooking, what is the influence of porn in music that is consumed massively and shown on YouTube without much censoring? I am so swamped by images of asses and tits, filled up by images of bodies of women and girls filling the internet with content that is a male fantasy, I have wondered the lack of attention here and there, immediate censoring of fine art like in the video. It is a void out there where this all sinks in and remains, girls are getting drunk and being fucked, their images can be found online, then what?

Vaginal illness

Molluscum contagiosum Orditis
Amenorrhoea diseases
viral vaginosis
vulvodynia
noninfectious vaginatis
Bartholin Gland cyst
vaginal atrophy
vulvar cancer
vaginal dryness
vaginal discharge
vaginal odor
sexually transmitted diseases
chlamydia
genital herpes
gonorrhea
HIV/AIDS
HPV
syphilis
Trichonomomasis
genital sores
Cervicitis chancroid
Donovanosis
endocervical culture
epiditymitis