entä jos kirjoittaisin
entä jos kirjoittaisin janne saarikivestä
entä jos kirjoittaisin vastineen janne saarikiven kirjoituksiin
entä jos liittyisin siihen kirjallisuuden suuntaukseen joka kirjoittaa vastineita janne saarikiven kirjoituksiin
se on tärkeä koulukunta
entä jos avaisin oven
jonka takaa alkaa liukumäki
jonka alapäässä on meri pieniä janne saarikiviä
entä jos liukuisin siitä ja uisin siinä meressä
entä jos janne saarikivi olisi ollut hiljaa ja minä voisin kirjoittaa jostain muusta
ja muutkin voisivat kirjoittaa jostain muusta
ehkä joku muu sitten olisi kirjoittanut niistä asioista joista janne saarikivi yrittää kirjoittaa
ja me kirjoittaisimme vastineita heille
ja me kävisimme diskurssia
entä jos kirjoittaisin…
Composing grant applications is something a professional artist has to do on a regular basis. However, i have come across only few public considerations on the best ways to go about it. I have whipped together quite a few applications myself and learned a thing or two that i’d like to share.
My context is Finland and i work across several disciplines, most notably media and sound art. My main supporter has been Taike, the Arts Promotion Centre Finland, so the concrete tips and pieces of info i share are most accurate in regards of their processes. …
who did you think you were when you realised you weren’t who you thought you were
my red finger nail
i painted my nails red because our car broke and we had to sell it for scrap and my mom emptied it from our stuff and there was a bottle of nail polish i hadnt used for years. it was really red. i looked at my nail i was up late because i couldnt sleep because i was thinking about work and i was excited about this work. and my red finger nail next to the black sleeve of my…
writing my press release at Tate Modern with Joan Jonas
am at tate modern looking at the joan jonas show its v full of works kind of overwhelming bc lots of open sound. that’s kind of hard for me nowadays. can handle one but several overlapping pieces no.
its my first time here i like the building its v impressive on the outside. and in. i came here to write the press release for my own show , i couldn’t finish that in time before this trip so decided to do it on my phone in a museum like i…
First published as a Swedish translation in Ikaros tidskrift 3/2017
Cotent notion: slurs, violence, sexual violence
They had violence to dispose of and they disposed it on me. “Hey faggot, are you a faggot because you sit like a faggot. Do you get anal pleasure from sitting like that?”, they asked and I wasn’t sure how I was sitting but I made sure not to sit like that again. We were teenagers.
“I’ll fix your acne for good faggot”, they said. One was holding me down while another was scrubbing my face with a metal brush and spit. Being pushed…
I have absolutely no idea how it should be done properly and what are the intentions behind it, but i do have 33,5 years of first hand experience. It appears that you need money. Money is a symbolic unit of trade and storage of value. You have to “earn” it. The common way to do this is to trade your time and effort for it with people who have it and need your time and effort and skill set. The problem is, if no one needs those things, in many places you’re just left with out money. In some places…
i’ve had my times with social media. it can be fun and useful. networking with people from all around, having a contact with people you only met once. here are some of my impressions.
you tend to become enshrined in a bubble on social media. you choose who sees you and who you see. this is pushed further by algorithms no one seems to understand.
algorithms also curate what you see by people who you have decided to be connected to. this creates an artificial scarcity of content. i follow 668 accounts on instagram. if i update it after an…
Sports, body image, competition. I grew up not interested in sports. Not particularly anyway. I mostly sucked at physical education and was the smallest and weakest one in my scout group. They had to wait for me and carry some of my stuff on hikes.
I touch the rock, the rock touches me. I wrestle the rock, I wrestle gravity. I gamble with balance and friction. Nobody’s judging, nobody’s telling me how to do it. No referees, minimal equipment, no need for competition.
As a teenager I would go out bouldering on my own or with a friend or siblings…