Tuesday, 30 September 2014

P.S. from Marseille

Such a beauty in these details, painting after painting there on these hills.. No wonder Cézanne was so productive.

Friday, 26 September 2014


                                                        Woolen clouds and mountains

Somehow all the handicrafts, wools and threads are very fascinating at the moment. I remember a summer in my grandparent's farm, when my aunt was colouring the wool with plants from the nature. She put them in the hot water and boiled them for hours. When my bigsister got married, she got a blanket made out of the self-coloured wool, woven by my other aunt. A real handmade gift.

It was a real country house with cows, I used to be afraid of the big bull. We took a road through the forest to reach to the summer cottage by the lake. It was the best road I've ever walked. I remember the little bridges made of branches we had to cross, and the big rocks to hide behind.

Wednesday, 24 September 2014

When Tim met Rose-Marie

I sure would like to live in a place where I can get some fresh rosemary straight out of the bushes and pick some thyme on the way. I kind of do since I have to check the english spelling when only french words come into my mind.

Tuesday, 23 September 2014

Way to breakwaters

Sailing in the Mediterranean, still there.

Monday, 22 September 2014

Stories of 1000 and 2 nights

I have a photo series going on, on film. I won't publish them before I put them all together.. It is a series that has many different sides. The subjects link and it is important to me that the photos continue a story. I started from my series Nonville Road (here) and am telling this story forward from different points of view. Sides include a person, installation, documentary series about "SDF" as they say in french, a story that didn't exist and a travel through Nonville Road.

It sounds pretty vague here as it is not ready yet, but to me it is very inspiring to work now with these different sides and more bigger subject than just one series. Also I can work with my hands on the installation and colour and black and white photos at the same time. As fancy as digital photography today is, I find myself further and further from it- even though I use a digital camera a lot, I prefer always to use my film camera when I am concentrating on my series.

I think I will surely stick to it and keep working slowly and putting the emphasis on one photo. I like my old digital camera too, and here's some sunny photos taken with it. It is great for inspiration and capturing some free floating thoughts. But those thoughts always find a way to become more and more condense, on film..  

Living in Paris one can always see one thousand and one great things in one day, but the greatness of it doesn't mean it is always necessary or that it has something deeper behind it.

As much as I would love to believe in humanity, humans are too weak to take all this greatness inside them without further consequences.

This coming from a woman who is not sure how to write consequences.

Thursday, 18 September 2014

The chimneys that never let smoke out, doors that are closed with cement.

Every time I feel like home, that hasn't been too often lately, I listen to The Smiths.. Like that.

I guess I listened to them a lot in good places. But this view with amazing grey tones and morning sun is pretty good too.

Saturday, 13 September 2014

Friday, 12 September 2014

Friday, 5 September 2014

Road along the side

Finally, it came to this point where I walked by the beach for a long time without looking to the sea.

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Rows came with soldiers

Searching, to combine colour and black and white, light materials and harder wood... Spirit of light. Hard subject on top.