April

The Mircea fragment doesn’t really reflect my experience in teaching but I do recognize some Monday morning moments when this desolate thought pattern might be present momentarily. I do only substitute and part time teaching which really is a luxurious position.

Done with another semester of teaching. (Text from Solenoid by Mircea Cǎrtǎrescu)

Mänttä cheers

Need to unpack

LIGHT

Almost spring might be my favorite season

katson ulos kalloni kahdesta aukosta

männynkäpy kimpoaa betonilaatasta

Fuck ounasrinne

Alepan kohdalla
harhojen vallassa oleva
antaa ison hymyn
ja peukun ylöspäin

New season

Copy Machine on sleep mode veiled with silicone, 2025 / copy machine, silicone, chalk powder (Sugar Doors -exhibition at Pori Art Museum 2025)

I photographed this on a walk, now I am really wondering what it actually is.

2017 was the worst year of my life. Eliane Radigues music truly helped me through it. I remember days just spent on the floor, letting her sound waves wash through me. Taking me into bright and dark and bright again places. Giving me courage and curiosity to look and explore depths. Thank you ♾️

Regret not buying this from Tokyo

Picture of a poem by Stonehouse: I'm a poor but happy follower of the Way whatever happens takes care of my needs last night the west wind blew down an old tree at daybreak firewood covered the ground windblown white silk wreathed the red scarps dewdrop pearls adorned the green cliffs my survival has always depended on what's present why should I tire myself out making plans (Translation by Red Pine)

If you have the fortune of being anywhere near Pori, go see Sokeriovet by @kuorinki.bsky.social @essikausalainen.bsky.social @maijaluut.bsky.social and Olli Keränen at Pori Art Museum. Ace exhibition by dear friends and collaborators.

I wish it would rain so I can test my new rain gear

Our exhibition Sokeriovet opens tomorrow in Pori Art Museum

Check out I remember by Joe Brainard

Last Saturday I played some bells, old serving tray and Piezothings at Maja Ambient event at Amos Rex

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