Thursday, 29 November 2007


The weekly theme for Thursday Challenge is


and she inspired me.

Photos were taken and the wine
was poured
in June

A happy occasion to meet a friend.

Tuesday, 27 November 2007

Monday, 26 November 2007

The Zoo once again

It was raining and the wind was quite fierce yesterday. Just the perfect day to take a stroll in the Zoo. I haven’t been in the Zoo of Helsinki for many years. I have this thing with zoos: I don’t know whether I like zoos because they can preserve animals that are in danger to vanish from world or do I despise the idea of captured animals walking monotonously around in circles.

I walked in the storm and tried to make an opinion about the matter. I saw very few animals –they had the understanding to stay indoors in such weather. I saw very few people, too.
I seemed to be the only with no sense.

Soaking and dripping I entered the house with snails, cockroaches, turtles, snakes, apes and all kind of screaming birds. The humidity in the rainforest section was less than the one outside, so I could dry myself and take a look at animals without water dripping to my eyes.

A toucan gazed at me, parrots yelled their heads off, and a couple of turtles were on the brink of having of fight. They approached each other slowly, so slowly that I didn’t see how the boldness of their slow head movements ended. Did they have a fight or did they just turn the other way around.

The speakers announced that the Zoo was closing. I pushed my way through the stormy weather and remembered that I still hadn’t the answer. At the same time, I realized I hadn’t eaten anything for several hours. I hurried home and decided to think about the answer some other time. First things come first.

Human way of thinking.


I made a very short film about the day in the Zoo, you can watch it here, if you like.

Saturday, 24 November 2007

The Zoo

They silently sit
Nursing their drinks
Mending their broken souls
Trying to remember what it is to be a human

Prisoners, locked in their useless dreams


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for IF is

the Zoo

Thursday, 22 November 2007

Play it again

Play me again.
Play me
simple and loud.
and let me
let me melt
into the the black
of the night
into the white
of the stars.

Play me.


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Thursday Challenge

Monday, 19 November 2007

Naturally natural

a natural beauty
a natural muse for Modigliani

a natural liar


original photo by me,
the Modigliani touch by this


the weekly theme for Moody Monday is

Sunday, 18 November 2007

The Colours of My Mind

I've been playing with colours, slide shows and remix today. Above is a slide show with colours I'm craving for and the same colours play in the remix under this text.

Friday, 16 November 2007

Be aware

Be aware
and take care
mind your steps
or else it gets



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Have a safe weekend!

Thursday, 15 November 2007

The Portrait

The writer Kirsti Ellilä, photo taken in May this year.


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Monday, 12 November 2007

Lavish Love

Come with me
and I’ll give you everything
you need, all you want,
the gold and the diamonds of the world,
the love and attention you’re worth of.
I’ll drown you in pearls and jewels,
sprinkle scented water on your skin.
I’ll build you a temple and make you my god.
You’re born for my worship, my admiration, my love.

Nothing is too much for you.


The weekly theme for Moody Monday is


Sunday, 11 November 2007

A memory

Had to put this old slide show here, had to get an assurance that there still is light and warmth, a summer to come.

A summer with green leaves and the blue sky, the water in the lake, so soft and mellow, gently caressing the overheated body. The everlasting rays of the setting sun, the beginning of a pale night with no stars. The white night and the white wedding of the fairies who dance over the lake, almost disappearing in the mist, giggling to each other.

I want to remember. I have to remember.

Friday, 9 November 2007

Mr Music

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Tuesday, 6 November 2007


Chrome3d inspired me to look at clouds, and I went after blue and white ones, with a hint of grey and a promise of rain.

You'll find the rest of the clouds here and if you want to look at a cloudy slide show, go this way.

Sunday, 4 November 2007

The Real Book


-You should be a writer!
-But...I am a writer...?

-I mean a real writer!
-Is there a thing called a false writer?

-You should publish books!
-Should I?

-Yes, absolutely! Then you would be a real writer.
-Just wait a minute. Do you mean my writing isn’t now for real?

-Well, you can hardly call writing to blogs writing, can you?
-I can.

-Anyway, it isn’t real writing. Only books matter. Only if you’ve published a real book, you’re a real writer. Blogging doesn’t count. Anyone can blog. It’s for amateurs, mainly. Not professional writers.
-Hmmm. Books doesn’t sell very well, not in
Finland anyway. If I’d publish a book, would I get as many readers as I do with my blogs?

-That doesn’t matter. Not the readers nor the sale.
-Only the book matters?

-But if I’d write a book, I wouldn’t have time to write to my blogs!

-That’s my point. Instead you’d be doing something worth while.
-A book.

-That no one would buy. That no one would read.

-Life is weird.

-You are. You lack passion.


-Have you been thinking about that publishing?
-OK, I’ll humour you. I’ll publish a book. A collection of poems.

-Which publisher?
-I’ll publish it myself, there are plenty of that kind of service. You just send your manuscript via net and home comes the book. Would you buy my book?

-Self-publishing is not real publishing. How much?
-How much what?

-Your collection of poems?
-Don’t know. Maybe twenty euros.

-Are they any good?
-You should know, you’ve read them.

-What? Where?
-In my blogs.

-Forget it. You do lack passion.

Friday, 2 November 2007

Rats that wear Hats

harry lime
became a slime
as he crossed the line
like a greedy swine


oh, harry, oh,
stick to your wine!

better to drink
forget how to think
or else you’ll sink
begone in a wink


oh, harry, oh,
pigs are pink!


With an old poem about Harry Lime
(with a hat!)
and a refreshened picture
-the weekly challenge for IF is Hats

Thursday, 1 November 2007