whistle

Once I was at Koenji station waiting for the train and there was a retarded boy/man who went up to people and asked something. He came to me and asked if I can "kuchi-bue". I didn't know that word, but I checked later, and it was whistle. I still regret I didn't whistle for him, I would have known how to whistle a little bit.
My head is like a sieve, but this word I always remember. 口笛。Mouth-flute.

My friend in Tokyo made a beautiful list of favourite things in her blog. My favourites in her list are:
silhouettes of trees at night, pink sewing machine thread, transparent things, soft things, thin and light things, small shoes, colourful socks, ice-cream, letters. I am going to write her a letter. Wonder if mail is delivered normally.

I went to town today (it had been a month, too long!). I met one Japanese friend (my little V is like a tornado and we couldn't stay at their shop) but I felt like hugging every Japanese person I saw. I saw a very cute couple in front of Artek. Very cute.

Paint dress from mini rodini and paint shirt with real paint. V:s favourite colour is now blue. Found wonderful yellow shoes for her, but now we wait for the right size.
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Lainaan suosikkikohtiani tokiolaisen ystäväni kirjoittamasta "my favourite things"-listasta: puiden siluetit yöllä, vaaleanpunainen ompelulanka, läpinäkyvät asiat, pehmeät asiat, ohuet ja kevyet asiat, pienet kengät, värikkäät sukat, jäätelö, kirjeet. Se on kirjoitettu 4 päivää järistyksen jälkeen. Toivottavasti posti menee perille.

Balthazar

The picture: "We found a dead baby seal. We decorate it because we don't ever want to forget." (I didn't manage to take a good photo of this, but it was very impressive. And all this talk. There are a lot of dead animals in her games and fires in her dreams. But she's happy, just dealing with stuff.)

The title: I read a book. I just took it from a shelf of new books in the library and it was written by Anne Wiazemsky, "Jeune fille". It was a story from her youth about the time when Robert Bresson chose her to be Marie in his film "Au hasard Balthazar". I'm feeling a bit cold and shaky from the earthquake news all the time, and reading this book was like that too. I was a bit scared. Because: we watched that film in our old home (me, Y and my mum), and after the movie I was crying like crazy. I don't really what it was, but it was really strong. After the movie we got nepalese food from our street -- I've been craving for nepalese since I started reading. Memory stories... I finished the book yesterday, somehow I never wanted it to end, but somehow I was also uncomfortable reading it. And I'd like to watch the film again but I don't dare. Maybe I will watch "Pickpocket" instead. Or "Mouchette". (Did I ever mention Y has a lot of movies?) This selection is quite interesting. V's installation also reminded me of "Les jeux interdits". There were more "coincidences" to Balthazar. I also just read Georgia Hubley's top 10.

There were two donkeys close to us but that neighbour has moved away. I knew a donkey in Japan too.
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"Me löydettiin hylkeenpoikasen raato. Me koristellaan se, koska me ei haluta ikinä unohtaa."

Olen lukenut kirjan, mietin leffoja. Kaiken muun ohessa. Kun etsin linkkejä, niin selvisi, että tuo Anne Wiazemsky oli ollut tulossa kirjamessuille viime vuonna. Ja naimisissa Godardin kanssa.

on earth

Here we are, walking on ground that is not shaking. I'm trembling anyway. The footage from Japan is nightmarish. My mum sent me a text-message: "you could also be there right now if you had money". There are so many people in that country. So many people missing. It's not enough that nature is uncontrollable, but humans have created uncontrollable dangers too. Nuclear power sucks.
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Meidän jalkojen alla ei järise. Tärisyttää kuitenkin. Painajaismaista.

my thoughts are in Japan

Hoping friends and their families are safe.

summer colours

A summer top for V. I don't really like multicolour yarns, but I did fall for the 野呂 (Noro) yarn when I saw it. This one was very strange colour combination for me, but I saw a little summer top in it and here it is. The yarn is a mixture of silk, cotton and wool. (On a sudden impulse she got a fringe when I cut her hair the last time! I cut more than 10 cm. Now she looks very much like me as a kid.)


At the same time I was making woolen pants for little V, but they were less fortunate. I thought my idea was so great...

I'm translating knitting and crocheting and learning a lot! At least in theory. While listening to Kurt Vile.
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Kesäpaita ja puretut pöksyt. Neulon ja virkkaan koko ajan, ainakin päässäni.

weekend

We're having a special weekend, or actually it's Y who is having a special weekend. He's out camping with some Other Guys, skiing and sleeping in the forest somewhere. The rest of us are at home and that's not special at all. We're a bit sick too and I have been a bad mother. Too tired. Today my ex-boyfriend was here with his 2 kids. He cooked.

I'm thinking about a song. I want to listen to my records and buy new ones. I miss that.

In the middle picture is a cute flea-market thing for V. There is always wonderful abandoned knitwear at flea-markets.

New kids on the block. You can see them bigger here.
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Minä ja lapset kotona ja nuhassa, Y metsässä. Yleensä on kiva olla "yksin" kotona, nyt olen ihan liian väsynyt. Haluaisin nukkua kolme päivää. Haluaisin nukkua kahdeksan päivää. Ai niin, kohta on deadline.

can't get enough

Of sun. Taking photos of the sun. Maybe if I started now to really take in the sun, it would feel like I got enough of it in the end of the summer. I'm planning to have a sun terrace by the wall of the new log-house, the wall facing our house is facing also south. That wall was so warm today, I got happy tears in my eyes touching it.

Of her drawings and other works. Miró exhibition is opening this week at Emma. I can't wait to take my artist there, I think it would be interesting for her. For both of my artists. I think little V is more of a performing artist, physical.
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Auringosta ja V:n teoksista en saa tarpeekseni. Vaikka on ollut aurinkoista, tekee mieli ottaa joka päivä aurinkokuvia. Sisällä otan niitä aurinkokuviani. Ulkona kosketin tänään hirsitalon seinää ja se oli ihan lämmin. Tuulikin oli lämmin, sellainen kuin kesätuuli fillarilla ajaessa. On maaliskuu ja nyt ollaan ehdottomasti voiton puolella. Jälleen yhdestä talvesta selvitty. Pian päästään Miró-näyttelyyn Emmaan. Tykkään Emmasta kovasti.