-the last butterfly of the year at my studio

THE SNOW WHIRLS OVER THE COURTYARD’S ROSES

The snow whirls over the courtyard’s roses.
Didn’t bring my boots and scarf, leafing
through books, don’t know what to do with all this light!
You wouldn’t approve of the colours.
It’s too striking, Andrei Asenyevich, too
much, too much of everything!
You exchanged the wings for an aerial balloon, a clumsy
creation cobbled together from rope and rags, I remember so well.
Before, I had a lot and didn’t remember. Difficult
to stick to the subject. Difficult to stick to the subject.
Hope to return. Hope to return to the principle
of wings. The fact remains: the freeze preserved
the rose garden last night. “The zone is a zone, the zone is life,
and a person can either be ruined or survive when
she makes her way through this life. Whether she makes it or
not depends on her sense of self-esteem –” A hare
almost hopped into the entrance hall here at the Foundation,
mottled against the snow; it’s October in the hare’s calendar.
You seem to be a moody sort of person
and it’s possible that none of this is of interest to you.
On the other hand, you yourself complain fairly often.
I’m writing because you are dead and because I woke up
last spring in my streetside hotel room in Benidorm to that wonderful
high twittering. One shouldn’t constantly say one is sorry, one should
not constantly give thanks, one should definitely give thanks. Lake
Mälaren like lead down there. The rest is white and red.


© 1997, Tua Forsström

From: I studied once at a wonderful faculty
Publisher: Bloodaxe, Tarset, 1996

If you are in Hamburg, Germany this coming weekend...and you have time....Please, visit our exibition NAARMU at Hinterconti. Would be lovely to see you there! We are showing: NAARMU *scratch MIRKA RAITO: Notes of stories and moments that bother me. Some flirt, embarrassment or vague suspicion of things to come. TEEMU TUONELA: Jaettu Huomio / Shared Attention a melancomic story about life, television. NIINA LEHTONEN BRAUN: Ein Herbsttag in Deutschland Pflanzen, Schuld, Männer, Frauen & Friesennerz. Ausstellung geöffnet 21. - 22.9.2013, von 12 bis 17 Uhr Vernissage am Freitag den 20.9. ab 19 Uhr Hinterconti - Markstraße 40a - 20357Hamburg Herzlich willkommen! www.hinterconti.de

the book is ready

Dear unvisible imaginary blog readers; after a long spring and a colorful summer, my book "Mother said" is finally ready.
Published by Kerber Verlag & available in internet: https://www.kerberverlag.com/detailansicht/controller/Shop/action/show/product/2578.html

(Louise Bourgeois von Ulf Küster, 2011)

Play This At My Funeral

https://vimeo.com/66182257

In the video different people in Helsinki and Berlin are posing at their homes with the instruments they wish to be played at their funeral. The participants, aged between 4 and 90 years, were found through an open call distributed within social media.
It started from a fan letter from Tellervo Kalleinen to Karl-Jonas Winqvist aka Blood Music. As a response – being familiar with her artistic work – Karl-Jonas asked whether she would be interested in making a music video for him. Tellervo invited Niina Lehtonen Braun to plan and realize the video with her. They chose Play This At My Funeral -a song from the latest Blood Music record The Fire and the Flame to work on.
The video was made in 2013.