Came Whiteness

Came last day of November.

North wind killed that misty grayness hanging in the air.

Whiteness, whiteness everywhere.

Silence of December.

Look At Me, I'm Hundred...

not a day younger

not a moment older

Never Never Land

I know what it's like to live in Never Never Land.
You are never happy.
You are never feeling good.

You are never safe, the demons of the your never leave you alone.

I know what it is like to live in Never Never Land.
The land never ends, not until your life does.

Leaving...

...sadness, madness, depression, regression?

Maybe not.

But the old year, well, I'm leaving it.

Light, Joy and Inspiration For You All!

More Than Tired, Less Than Dead

Today:

my hair is dirty,
my nails are beautiful,
my mind is broken,
I'm more than tired, less than dead

Women Are Like Good Food

Women are delicious,

so is food.

Women are spicy,

so is food.

Women are hot,

so is food.

I am a woman,

and so are you!

Have a delicious International Women's Day!

Hospital Diary

My latest book has come out. It’s self-published like the earlier ones. The book is called Hospital Diary –texts and images from the closed ward.

Now I think I lay down and do nothing for a while. Some paintings are on their way, but I’m empty of textes.

If you’re interested in purchasing the book, you can get it via net.

It’s in Finnish, of course, but the images are internationally understood.

Here again

I've been away from Blogosphere for some time, for various reasons. Maybe some day I'll tell about those reasons. Not now.

There haven’t been comments from me to you in your blogs. Maybe I surf along and look what you’re up to. If I have strength enough. I don’t know how long I will stay here this time. Must think about that. And while thinking, I’ll listen to Tom Waits.

Take care of yourself. I’ll think about you.

Nail Jewellery

Been painting my nails today.
Snails, lizards and puppy dog tails.
Purple, green and black as sin.
The nails kept dancing, dancing in the wind.

Empty Glasses

Do you look at world through glasses of green as grass, red as wine, blue as the sky? Or do you merely see your own reflection in the bottom of the empty glass?

Grey as yesterdays gone by.

Do You?

Mirror, mirror, on the wall,

tell me, please,

tell me all.

Do you like what you see?

No, I don’t.

I see me.

Meet My New Book

Meet my new book: it’s called Keskiäkäisiä hajatelmia which is impossible to translate into English. But I’ll tell you what you’ll find in the book.

The book contains comics, poems and stories about a woman, who has reached a certain point in her life. She’s not so young anymore, she’s more likely to be hit by lumbago than by the arrow of Amor, and she’s reached the age when she wants desperately to have a seat in the bus. She wonders about her life, the new facts days bring along, and she’s anxious to know why the seats in bars are so high nowadays. She remembers the days when she had ten drinks in the evening and two aspirins the next day, and can’t figure how it is nowadays two drinks and ten aspirins.

It was fun doing this book. I published it myself, like my earlier books, with the help of BoD.

Welcome To The Grand Opening Of Galleria Selätys

Galleria Selätys was opened in November 2009. Lepis invited co-bloggers to join into a project called How to Survive November. In the project, bloggers were to choose a photo of their own, which then was to circle through all the other bloggers who participated the project, each putting one’s own touch to the photo. Thus the original photos were manipulated by many bloggers.

The results of this interactive project are now to be seen at Galleria Selätys.

Welcome!

Perfect Voice

There are voices that are just perfect.

William Wordsworth's Daffodils read by Jeremy Irons

Comics

The weekly theme for the Finnish PoemThursday was to write a love poem without the word love. I made a poem without words, and since the poem can be read in any language, I publish it also in this blog.

I like to draw comic strips. I’m not a skilled drawer, but that doesn’t matter, I’ll draw anyhow. In my Finnish main blog you can find the category comics. Most of the comics are about this rather middle-aged woman who just doesn’t get some things. She’s figuring for instance how it is possible that in the old days it used to be ten drinks during the night and two aspirins in the morning, and nowadays it’s two drinks a night and ten aspirins the next day. Stuff like that.

Have a nice weekend!

Snowflakes

First snow,

it came with the cold north wind.

Grey clouds melted into water,

water became snowflakes.

Earth is still black.

Snowflakes vanished to the drains.

Puddles full of yellow leaves,

boats sailing to the south.

First Snow In Lapland

Getting To Paradise

Getting to paradise

there had to be lies,

closing of eyes.

The dice was shot

and sure, I got

the ticket to paradise.

Still paying the price.

To Be A Mother

Easier

Spring is easier.

Light wakes up in the morning. It may be grey light, but nevertheless, it’s light.

Rain washes the sandy pavements, floods rinse small stones into the gutters.

Pushing the wheelchair is almost like a dance when there’s no snow and ice.

Feet won’t slip and slide.

No weighty loads on the back, getting rid of the heavy winter coat. Balls and chains loosen.

Hands aren’t freezing, the grip is only cold.

Tears don’t compose an icy sonata of pearls on the cheek.

Spring is easier in many ways.

Easier. Not easy.