Ministry of Love

Finland

2008-01-16T01:04:00.000-08:00

This could've been a beautiful country.

things i thought would never happen

2007-11-29T02:24:00.000-08:00

most embarrassing thing... i have become a youthworker:

yesterday i was crying for joy because i was so happy to work with the teenagers and help them in their problems.

Paavoharju . Travelling in spaces

2007-10-17T11:35:00.000-07:00

Film treatment

Paavoharju is an ecsentric forestband of bornagain Christian jesus-hippies from Savonlinna. We fall deep in to the mysteries of Paavoharju through an American jewish Christian filmmaker Jesse. Being a vagabond and a citizen of the world Jesse ends up to a Paavoharju concert in London, which leads him to come to Finland to shoot a film of Paavoharju. In Finland Jesse starts to think about the influence of the spaces for a human mind. Being from a Christian family with a hippie backround he’s identity is formed by a narrow universe that is 6000 years old and the mysteries of infinite universe of UFO’s that he’s heard from his uncle-Larry an old hippie. The basic scientific problem introduced in the film is: is the universe 6000 years old of 7 billion years old. As you can imagine the difference of these times is huge and it also affects to the volume of the universe and, most importantly, to the human memories. Jesse starts to have this feeling that he is getting lost in an infinite universe that is not only 7 billion years old but that there are billions of lightyears of empty space and billions of paraller universes which live their own life without no-one to ever see or hear them. In these spaces the memories of you, your memories, your body and everything you have ever created will float for forever and no-one will never see or hear or find them. The sense of this floating is a familiar feeling for Jesse, having lived his youth in Hong Kong and having travelled all around the world, apart from his family and kin. All these universes Jesse finds in the music of Paavoharju and in the spaces where they live. These ecsentric musicians live in the forest huts, 500 m2 cave where's a lot of dump all around, a pool full of dead swollen hedgehogs and a couple bunks for sleeping. These spaces are like micro-universes that open Jesse’s understanding for the macro-universe. His mind is also expanded when he has a paranormal experience with a co-writer and a co-director of the film. They have an exactly same experience of going from dizziness of mind to an abnormal clarity of mind, at the exactly same moment.

This is a weird band documentary of a weird band. We use the bands music, mythology and the places where they live to open our minds to the memories. Towards the end Jesse realizes that he is loosing the memories of his own family while living in another continent. The generation that was before him is going towards the grave and with them he is loosing his memories and his identity. It’s all lost in space, in emptiness.

Film consists of atmospheric scenes of Paavoharju –spaces (that are plenty) and the directors voiceover where he speaks about his memories and experiences. Paavoharju makes the music for the film and mixes the natural sounds and voices. There are also interviews from Paavoharju members and friends where they speak about the stories of spaces, such as when they found a dead hanged body from the old factory in which they lived. The age of the universe will go unanswered, but the film portrays a feeling of both small and infinite universe, and a feeling when your mind expands from the small universe to the infinite or vice versa.

Satan

2007-09-21T01:48:00.000-07:00

I watched Roman Polanski's The Ninth Gate for the second time. Last time when I watched it a few years ago I didn't like it. Mostly because of it's evil and satanic message. This time I liked it a lot.

Polanski's blasphemy in The 9th Gate can be even compared with Bunuels Viridiana. He's a mocking the blaah blaah blaah hypocrit humanists with his black humour and sharp anarchism. I understand why the moron critics don't understand Polanski's films, while he is constantly ahead of these idiotic times. Being survived from the holocaust Polanski understands the true nature of man. When the humanists state that every man is good, Polanski sees the evil as the typical state of human excistence.

Now we come to my best subject: christianity. Satan worshipping is naturally a phenomenon of christianity. It's not anti-religion as satanists claim, it's the same religion, same as christianity. Also Satan is the same as God. If you read The Old Testament you will see the One who kills israelites like mad dogs. He is called the jealous God, God of wrath, God of war. He is the one who orders israelites to kill heathen to the last cat, dog, woman and child, leaving no-one to cry for their fathers and husbands.

Satan came to the picture later, but he was also a creation of God, and God had given him power to kill and torture and to have followers. Many Satan worshippers come from the pentagostal families and that makes sense. If they haven't died on drugs or suicide after having an affair with the Devil, they'll come back to their old christian religion. But in fact they've had never changed their religion.

The end will come

2007-09-08T10:18:00.000-07:00

Books:
Primo Levi: If this is a man?
Art Spiegelman: Maus
J. E. Salomaa: Friedrich Nietzsche

Film:
Michael Haneke: Time of the wolf

I read a book about a nazi destruction camp. It was Christmas. I was lying next to my wife, not being able to sleep and thought about the surreality of the moment. Of all these loving, caring people around me. This is all going to end, I thought to myself. Make yourself tough and strong, for the destruction will come. You should not fear the suffering, for the suffering is a natural state of a human existence.

The endless row of human waste, walking with heavy burdens. Nazi soldiers or other prisoners, higher in ranks, beat them as they fall or slow down. Destruction camp is not only a destruction of the bodies in the gas chambers, but a destruction of will and soul in a dehumanizing hard work and starvation. To survive you have to lie, steal, kill and cheat.

The nazies are prisoners too, they also struggle to keep their souls. They are a part of this industrial human sacrifice, and still they try to go home and love their wives and children.

I imagine the world as a large scale destruction camp and a millions of poor people working, killing, stealing and lying to survive everyday. (I have seen all this happen in South-Africa, Myanmar, Philippines...) I am a nazi in this working camp. my well-being is a cause of suffering and a brutal death for millions. But the end will come for me as sure as the morning. I have to work out, I have to take on heat and cold. The skin must be thicker, but more so for the soul. Struggle! Seek the Truth all time! Run from the nazies, run from their lies!

The Second Coming

2007-08-26T09:28:00.000-07:00

Ingsoc has returned with a message for a common man. Everything that was, has become new, changed, new realities have come into excistence. Not that the Truth has never excisted before, but your humble servant, leader, teacher and a dictator has crossed His path with the Destiny and therefore has become one of The Two Witnesses of The Book of Revelation with the devouring fire from their mouths.

"These are the two olive trees and the two lampstands that stand before the Lord of the earth. If anyone tries to harm them, fire comes from their mouths and devours their enemies." (Rev.11:4,5)

This is a new era of a mankind. We will fulfill the evaluation of the values that Nietzsche started more than 100 years ago. What Nietzsche in his antisemitism couldn't understand is that The 2nd Witness belongs to the Holy Tribe of Israel. 2 weeks and 1 day ago everything changed when Ingsoc and the 2nd Witness walked thru the invisible border that seperates the mankind from Greatness. Ubermench is never a state for the whole humanity but a state for a few great individuals throughout the history.

Him who has ears will hear the words of Wisdom and him who is patient will see my new documentary of the art and life in the beginning of 2008. My will to create has never been greater and there are plans for the documentaries about the genious of Paavoharju(together with the 2nd witness) and of Roi Vaara.

smash asem vielä kerran

2006-12-07T03:36:00.000-08:00

paikalla olivat myös kansalaistarkkailijat.

Kristallivirta

2006-11-14T12:15:00.000-08:00

Days are getting shorter, shadows are growing longer. It's a great time to burn candles and listen to hymns. Listening to hymns is the 2nd best thing to do since I didn't get the tickets for the fucking Nick Cave concert.

Hymns yeah, you say. But great hymns are really demon blasting. I saw Ville Leinonen playing hymns in the Viikki church. Raised up in a pentagostal family with 'lestadiolainen' influences my heart is forever tuned for slavic melancholy melodies with sad sad lyrics. Ville Leinonen played these songs, such as 'Kristallivirta'.

Kristallikirkkaan virran rantaa valkeat joukot riemuin käy. Palmuja voiton lauluin kantavat he, kyyneltä yhtään siel ei näy...

What does it says in these lyrics? It's about a beautiful land where there is no tears and only joy for the redeemed ones. What it says is secondary, the story of the song is in what it doesn't say. While listening to these tunes I saw visions of my head cut off and lying in a puddle of blood next to my headless body.

I saw my life as it had allready been lived. I had hurt all the people I loved, i had been left alone, had abused alcohol and lived in the streets. One day I had been frozen dead in a ditch. And there I was, in a beautifull land. I had finally come home.

As I listened to this song I felt no fear of death.

dreams of hell

2006-11-11T02:29:00.000-08:00

this is a dream that i saw when i was 13-14 years old:

i dropped my poker cards. i was reaching for them and fell in to the sea. i was still reaching as the cards were sinking and i was sinking with them. everything was getting darker. being sure that i was going to die, i started praying quickly: 'jesus please, i want to be a believer now...' but it was too late. everything got black. then all started getting more and more red and i was feeling hot, hot, hot. i woke up in panic.

the number of the beast

2006-11-09T00:04:00.000-08:00

yea, i've heard all the wacko prophets talk about it... it's also in the bible: 'And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads'. but now i've seen it with my own eyes in conan o'brien show. there was this professor who was talking about speeding up human evolution by adding some technical components to the brains and body, just like you add more memory for you computer. and, tadaa! he had put some 100 electrods in his wrist! here's some end of the world material for you prophets!

surrealism

2006-11-08T06:05:00.000-08:00

1. frank zappa.

2. harri veijonen: the worlds best prophet and the 2nd best surrealist

3. ali g in america: basic poop, pee, willy and ass humor with some smart satire hidden in it.

4. jackass: basicly also about poop and all that but without any intellectual stuff.

5. pair documentary. real intellectual stuff with also some poop, pee, willy and ass in it(to sell more).

study on religion

2006-11-06T00:16:00.000-08:00

ingsoc has took a big study on religion and has found out what is the right religion.

first, ingsoc has decided to believe in the doctrines of christianity. not that it's better religion than say, islam of budhism. ingsoc has become christian just like some people become punkrockers or social democrats.

all doctrines of christianity are pretty easy to believe: virgin birth, resurrection, heaven etc. are all very logical.

ingsoc studied the doctrine of hell carefully. in the beginning hell was about to be abandoned as one of the silliest doctrines ever made, but with further thinking hell could be of some use.

fire and brimstones is all very believable and propably true.

to make hell make sense, ingsoc cleared some misunderstanding of who will and who will not burn for forever.

hell is not a place for hopeless people who drown their sorrows on alcohol, sex and drugs. nor is hell for people who try very hard to believe but can't because all the doctrines and religions are very silly.

hell is for the assholes who go to church, believe in all the right things, say their grace, kiss their wife and children and then go to work to send more troops to iraq and buy more weapons for the state. hell is for the real evil dudes - hitler, stalin, dick cheney - not for normal people. i think few months in purgatory is a good punishment for smaller evil's such as normal bourgeous, female priests and bass players. and propably god thinks the same.

autumn nights

2006-10-31T06:29:00.000-08:00

i've had these sort of panic attacks... it's just like in the movies, you jump up in the middle of the night and have this sense of pure fear. i've had even 5 to 10 wake ups at some nights.

i have simplified my life in the fear of loosing my mind. less of hanging in the bars, not too much tv or internet. for the first time in two years or so i've started reading novels. i couldn't stand novels at some point, i just read biographies, history books and all kind of educative books. now i've read 3 books in 1 week: steinbecks the pearl, jevtushenkos fuku and hemingways the old man and the sea. reading a short book is like watching a film, only more relaxing.

besides reading, autumn is good for listening to some atmospheric music. i dare you to try some black metal, such as burzum, the churchburner. and for the balance, listen to some christian weirdoes: paavoharju had a great gig in tavastia-club last saturday. also i'm much waiting for the new album of sami kukka.

risto

2006-10-13T03:48:00.000-07:00

Rakkauden avaruusraketti
Vie meidät vittu... kuuhun

i've been listening to risto these couple days and laughing like a brat in the sex education class. if you don't understand finnish you're gonna miss a lot.

Murder

2006-10-08T02:22:00.000-07:00

Anna Politkovskaja was shot yesterday, on Vladimir Putin's birthday, at her apartments lift.

Politkovskaja was the most known critic of Putin's government. She's been almost murdered before, and she was constantly afraid for her life. She was poisoned during her trip to Beslan during the school kidnapping in 2004. It is good to note that an independent member of Duma made his own investigation of the Beslan tragedy, and he found out that the killings were caused by the heavy fire from the Russian army, not from the terrorists.

For me personally, the murder of Politkovskaja was the last drop. I've had enough of Putin and his terror. Enough of the EU and the U.S. leaders who accept everything that Russia does because they have the gas and oil.

What should be done? Any good ideas?

We can protest in our blogs, we can protest against our polite and humble governments, protest against Russian embassies. And most important: Read Politkovskajas books Putin's Russia and The Second War In Checnya.

The study of conflicts in society

2006-09-25T12:41:00.000-07:00

First, it is important to realise who causes the conflicts in society.

The conflicts in the society are caused by middle aged men who propably haven't had sex for few years.

Why are the middle aged men kept in the powerfull positions in the society? Their only psychological purpose is to revenge on those who are having more sex than they are. That includes: artists, anarchists, hippies, women, feminists, gays, people of ethnic origin, young people in general etc. etc.

Ingsocs main political program is to replace these old farts with Halle Berry.

passed time

2006-09-22T03:33:00.000-07:00

today i listened to some country music and felt that i will never get anywhere. and everybody knows this is nowhere.

This is how we do it

2006-09-21T09:41:00.000-07:00

War against terror is a big thing everywhere and civilian casualties are plenty. In the UK police shot a brasilian man 8 times in the head because he was thought to be a suicide bomber. In the USA CIA arrested a canadian man and sent him to Syria for torture(www.ararcommission.ca). There are a lot of examples like this.

Ingsoc's great idol Vladimir Putin got even further. Some think that the FSB(=KGB) blew up a couple apartment blocks killing more than 200 people. The blame was brilliantly put on chechen terrorists, nevertheless after seven years the bombers have not been found.

But now TA-DAA! The anti-terror war has finally landed on small Eastern European country called Finland! While the big countries fight against bloodthirsty terrorists by killing and torturing, our brave policemen are fighting kids with the hoods and piercings.

Aren't they scary?

Ingsoc admires intelligent use of media and control, but our domestic minister Kari Rajamäki is merely pitiful compaired to the genious of Cheney or Putin. I'd still like to explain Rajamäki's so-called strategy to the readers who are not aware of what has happened in Helsinki during this summer.

1. In may, there was an anarchist party for the benefit of the old railway station. Media and police stated that there was heaps of 'molotov cocktails' to burn the station down.

2. On the next day the station burned. Police stated that it was an arson. Media wrote about anarchist arsonists for the next couple months.

3. Later police said that the investigation showed that the fire was an accident, propably caused by some unlucky sparks from the anarchists bonfire.

4. Tabloid media was not so interested of the fact that the fire was an accident or about any other facts. Police had got their domestic enemy, all right.

5. On 9th of september there was an anarchist demonstration of a handfull of kids, hundreds of bystanders, and a few drunken idiots. Police interpreted this as a threat to the national security and brought in busloads of men with full riot gear.

In this interesting but too long videoclip you can see how busloads of police arrive to a virtually peaceful city center:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dr1mawW2v-0&mode=related&search=

6. Police arrested 126 people of which propably most were bystanders or peacefull protestors. Among them was a photographer for Suomen Kuvalehti, politician from Leftist party, and my workmate who was put to jail because he looked like a punkrocker.

In this funny video a couple hundred police is fighting against some kids, a few drunken idiots, few journalists and some other scary people:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3236m1QAXhM

7. The polices intentions are of course beautiful. They tried to create an enemy, which didn't exist. They tried to get more rights for the use of violence against citizens, more control, cutting of the freedom of speech etc. etc. They only forgot that the city center was full of videocameras and people who clearly saw what actually happened.

For now, ingsoc just wanted to give a brief history of the summer 2006 in Helsinki. Next time he will give you an analysis of why there are conflicts in the society and how the conflicts could be(and will be) stopped.

moment

2006-09-21T01:53:00.000-07:00

today i listened to hymns and felt like an asshole.

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

2006-09-13T02:11:00.000-07:00

i couldn't reserve tickets for the nick cave concert because i was working.

ja suomeksi:

vittu vittu vittu vittu vittu vittu vittu.

Anarchist action # 3

2006-09-08T12:01:00.000-07:00

Collect money from poor artists and students...

And burn them!

satunnainen onnettomuus

2006-09-06T06:19:00.000-07:00

Mies makasi linja-auton alla, yläruumis näkyvillä, alaruumis vatsasta alaspäin litistyneenä. Keski-ikäinen, pukeutunut tavallisesti. Yläruumis ei ollut verinen eikä ruhjoontunut, vaikka lehden mukaan hän oli raahautunut bussin mukana 18 metriä, ennenkuin kuski oli huomannut onnettomuuden. Mies vain makasi siinä kyljellään, muutama tonni rautaa painonaan.

- Ei vaikuta ruokahaluun, Mahad sanoi. Hän oli nähnyt pienenä miehen räjähtävän kappaleiksi. Itselleni tuli mieleen kun muksuna etsittiin suolenpätkiä junaonnettomuuden jälkeen.

Kuolleen näkeminen herättää välittömästi joukon tietoisia ja tiedostamattomia ajatuksia. Ensimmäiseksi nousee pari vitsiä, joilla vältetään välitön shokki ja kiusaantumisen tunne. Spekuloimme tietysti oliko mies itse kuski, ja kuinka jurpassa hänen on täytynyt olla ajaakseen itsensä yli.

Ajattelin myös, että mies näytti rauhalliselta. Kuvittelin hänen senhetkisen olotilansa onnelliseksi. Ikävämpi ajatus on väkivaltaisen kuoleman jokahetkinen mahdollisuus. Ja Somalia taas on mahdollisuuksien maa...

Hello neighbor

2006-09-04T11:59:00.000-07:00

Ingsoc is watching you....

I'm not really into these 'paparazzi' pictures, but I couldn't resist this scene from our kitchen window.

R

2006-08-31T04:01:00.000-07:00

1. Rakkaus - Rakkaus, rakkaus, rakkaus. Tarvitseeko sitä enempää selittää.

2. Rooma - Katsoin eilen ekan jakson. Ihan viihyttävä.

3. Raha - Kaikki paha alkaa tästä. Ingsocin tiedon mukaan jossakin päin Helsinkiä on poltettu rahaa.

4. Ranne auki. Oikotie onneen.

5. Runo. Ingsoc on kirjoittanut runoa noin reilun vuoden. Ensi vuonna se on ehkä valmis.

6. Räppi. Räppi kertoo siitä kun saa, rokki siitä kun ei.

7. Rokki. Paremman puolison mukaan kuuntelen nykyään vain synkkää musaa. Ei pidä paikkaansa. Kuuntelen Johnny Cashia huomattavasti vähemmän kuin viime vuonna samaan aikaan.

8. Rauha. Sitähän ei ole koskaan tarpeeksi.

9. Ramadan. Alkaa tänä vuonna 24.9.

10. Rakennusvirasto. Mikään ei ole taidetta mikä ei ole korkeakulttuuria, eli kaupungin vittumainen nollatoleranssi -linja.

R-kirjaimen minulle ystävällisesti antoi uhoava gnu. Elikkä laita ingsocille viestiä niin sinulle annetaan oma kirjain, jonka pohjalta voit kirjoittaa blogiisi 10 sanaa.

Surrealism at the toilet queue

2006-08-26T08:36:00.000-07:00

There's a series of Luis Bunuels films in Helsinki now. Bunuel is ingsoc's ideological hero, but this is the first time that he got a change to see his films.

It all started promising: Ingsoc met Luis Bunuels son Jose Luis Bunuel at the film theaters toilet queue. Noticing that maestro is a busy man ingsoc let him go first. Bunuel was pretty much overweighed, being hard for him to even walk up a few stairs to the toilet, but he was pretty quick on doing his business. It honestly took only 5 seconds and he walked out the toilet door!

The absurdity of the situation really struck ingsoc: he had actually met a man who has come out of the great surrealists balls!

The film wasn't bad either. There was blasphemy, mockery of innocence, mockery of good will and ideology, mockery of the poor, mockery of martyrdom... Mockery of everything that ingsocs civil personality respects and loves. By the word: Perfect film. Watch Viridiana!

Pientä puuhastelua loppukesäksi

2006-08-09T11:47:00.000-07:00

Askartele itsellesi ja ystävillesi kerrostalo aaltopellistä.

Art trip in Pori

2006-08-09T11:03:00.000-07:00

Just like any respected bourgeoise, ingsoc had a holiday this summer. During this 3 day holiday ingsoc went to see performing arts in Pori. Among the artists were finnish Q-continuum and brasilian Marcelo D2, both of them brilliant groovy hip hop/soul -groups.

But the greatest art experience was not what we saw but where we slept.

This forgotten masterpiece of modern architecture stands in the center of the Pori city. Alongside this 11-store beauty there are small houses, 1 store bus-station and some small flats. The building has strong influence from the best soviet union architecture and the builder has used some astounding materials, such as chicken net and corrugated iron. Actually - as you can see - the walls are wholly made of corrugated iron.

If this is not wau-architecture, then what is?

2006-08-04T15:40:00.000-07:00

ole kuuli ja mäheä.

älä vain eksistoi, tiedosta.

ole kuten ingsoc.

Ingsoc bought fairtrade oranges

2006-08-04T06:19:00.000-07:00

Now you think that I bought them to be cool and a hippie. Hippies are not cool. It's cool to eat whale, I've eaten whale. Doesn't taste good but it's cool.

Now you think that I bought them to feel good inside. I don't feel good, I feel bad. Since I started to be a part of this global abuse-murder -institution called stock markets I've felt quite evil actually. A bit like if I was a satan worshipper. A bit like if I would cut little children's throats with a bended knife. (That is very accurately how I feel right now)

I'm cool, I eat whalemeat, I'm evil and I don't care. So why would I eat fairtrade oranges?

It's very practical. If I pay more for oranges, workers and farmers get more money and they can educate their children and eat more. The workers have earned that allright.

It's also very good for the stockmarkets.

Says a hippie who thinks that he's cool and who's feeling good inside.

Political statement

2006-07-27T08:04:00.000-07:00

Therefore ingsoc states his concern for the war in the Middle East and it's affects on the stock markets.

Shame on you Olmert!

Things I done

2006-07-14T01:12:00.000-07:00

April -
Investing our savings to some really good stock funds.

May -
Being excited and preparing for the entrance exams.
Thinking to never work with kids again.

June -
Flipping up the flipping exams. Getting drunk.
Doing lazy summer job at the Helsinki city. Working with kids.
Being pissed of and thinking of giving up the film hobby.
Loosing 1000€ at the stock markets.

July -
Started editing some material that we shot last year.
Being excited again.
Should shoot some new scenes...

2006-2007
Working with kids, everyday...

Surrealist action

2006-07-13T01:23:00.000-07:00

Dear passive consumer of ingsoc propaganda. Become active! Tell us about your ideas! Small practical deeds to make world, if not better, at least wierder and smellier place.

Kauris propagandan uhri. Ingsoc yksin ei kykene, mutta ah, me kaikki yhdessä voimme tehdä maailmasta ikäänkuin hupsumman paikan elää.

Jeesus Töölönlahdella

2006-07-10T09:50:00.000-07:00

Skene: Töölönlahti, aamuyö

Henkilöt: Jeesus, poliisisetä

Jeesus kävelee poliisiautolle. Poliisisetä avaa auton oven ja nousee seisomaan.

Poliisisetä: Köhm, öhm. Ajateltiinkin tossa kollegan kanssa, että se on ihan ookoo, että uitte siinä, mutta nyt laittakaa vauhdilla ne vaatteet päälle tai pääsette yöksi kisahallille.

Jeesus: Joo, mä ajattelinkin et oisin vaan kysynyt että voisko tosta ottaa kuvan jotenkin sillee et tää auto olisi siinä?

Poliisisetä: Hrmph!?

Poliisisetä istuu autoon ja sulkee oven. Jeesus kävelee takaisin laiturille.

Some other great ideas

2006-07-09T01:59:00.000-07:00

If you're skinnydipping at 5 am in the middle of the city and you have a police protection, go to the police car and ask if it's ok to take a picture of you next to the police car.

(If you live in Malaysia, don't do this. In Finland police just ask's you to get dressed or they'll offer you a free accommodation at the station.)

midsumer fest

2006-06-28T14:21:00.000-07:00

Surrealist action #2

2006-06-25T13:19:00.000-07:00

Steal a religious relic.

This beautiful kitch notebook I stole from my mom(I hopes she don't read this). It's even 20 years old!

Varasta uskonnollinen esine!

Sitä paitsi kuka tahansa oikea uskovainen toivoo, että joku jumalaton varastaisi häneltä Raamatun tai virsikirjan ja tulisi täten kosketetuksi!

bad english - huono englanti

2006-06-22T04:07:00.000-07:00

I am sory for the strong consistency of f-words in the last message. I wanted that even people who don't speak english as their natural would get the message through.

Pahoittelen edellisen viestin tavallisesta poikkeavaa kirosana-tiheyttä. Halusin, että jopa lingvistisesti rajoittunut ymmärtäisi jokusen sanan viestistä.

Bloody Hell

2006-06-19T11:39:00.000-07:00

The reason I haven't written for some time is that I fucked the entrance exams. For the first couple days it went pretty well until I noticed that I didn't do the exams the way they wanted me to. They said thay wanted to have more 'cinematic' expression. Well, I didn't pass. But who needs that bloody school anyway?

I watched a documentary film by Kanerva Cederström called 'Lost and Found'. It's one hell of a boring film. Nothing happens, there's just this guy talking and some 'artistic' videography on the background. If this is the kind of 'cinematic' expression that they wanted, I'm happy that I didn't manage to the fucking school!(I hope Kane doesn't read this) But seriously speaking documentary line at Taik is one of the best film classes around...

I got hold of some old pictures. In the middle is my father drinking homemade pirtu. On the right is my grandfather. Grandfather died in 1984, being 79 years and practically 'boots on'. A month before he died my grandmother wrote in her diary that he was doing a couple full days, from morning till night, at the logging forrest.

Surrealist action #1

2006-06-11T07:25:00.000-07:00

If you're in the train, poop when the train has stopped. But do not poop at the small countryside stations, but at the big and ugly cities as Helsinki or Jyväskylä.

Back to the roots

2006-05-22T12:41:00.000-07:00

Today I had interview for the film school. I am happy, they liked my assignments. Professor Kanerva Cederström liked the video I made of my grandpa, Susanna Helke liked my photograph assignment, and also my documentary synopsis was liked. So, I suppose I'll be invited to the entrance exam... But then you never know.

Anyway, if I made it or not, I started preparing myself. I took seriously the advice that entrance exams are equipment sport. I bought myself MP3 player.

I'm also retarding back to my youth and childhood. I have started thinking about religion and God again, I even bought some death metal music.

CD's I bought: Death-Spiritual healing, In Flames-Clayman, Nick Drake-Made to love magic, Pihasoittajat-Hattukauppiaan vaimo, Hiski Salomaan kootut, Tabula Rasa, Sydän, sydän-Au

I also borrowed few cd's from library: The Incredible String Band-U, Dolly Parton-Jolene, Nick Cave-Tender Prey, King Crimson-THRAK and Lark's Tongues in Aspics, KingsX-Manic Moonlight, Neil Young-Reprise, Wigwam-Light Ages, Kuusumun profeetta... and Rättö ja Lehtisalo

Eiköhän näillä pärjää jonnin aikaa.

Pari käytännön rajoitusta

2006-05-14T08:33:00.000-07:00

1. En ole älykäs.
Kaikki suuret elokuvaohjaajat omaavat ilmiömäisen muistin, erinomaisen veitsen lailla leikkaavan älyn ja taidon hallita koko prosessissa olevaa elokuvaa kaikilla tasoilla ja kaiken aikaa.

2. Työ ei ole tärkeintä elämässäni.
Olen hieman laiska ja mukavuudenhaluinen. Jokainen suuri elokuvaohjaaja on työnarkomaani tai vähintään ahkera työhullu.

Näiden pienten käytännön rajoitusten vuoksi en tule koskaan tekemään suurta ja hienoa elokuvataidetta. Ainoa mahdollisuuteni ohjaajana on rajata tarkkaan se, mitä aion tehdä.

Minun pitäisi tehdä ihmisen kokoista elokuvaa. Sellaista elokuvaa, joka ei väitä olevansa sen enempää kuin on. Usein täydelliset ominaisuudet omaava älykäs työhullukin tekee roskaelokuvia, yrittäessään miellyttää suurta yleisöä ja tuottajia. Dokumenttielokuvan etu on se, että tuotannot ovat pieniä ja keveitä. Ohjaajalla on mahdollisuus olla tinkimätön ja tuoda julki omia pieniä ajatuksiaan ja omaa näkemystään maailmasta.

Viimeinen sairaslomapäivä

2006-05-08T07:29:00.000-07:00

Toivottavasti kaikki muuttuu huomenna.

Tähän mennessä olen tehnyt: Katsonut loput Twin Peaks -jaksot dvd-boksista(VI ja VII), katsonut Hitchcockin Psykon, Kurosawan Rashomonin, Tunnit, Trainspottingin, Tarkovskin Peilin ja kaikista tärkeimpänä Gummon.

Jos pitäisi tehdä dokumenttielokuva, se olisi jotakin sellaista kuin Gummo. Se ei edes ole dokumentti, se on fiktio. Paikoitellen on kuitenkin vaikea sanoa tapahtuvatko kohtaukset oikeasti, vai onko ne näytelty. On myös vaikea sanoa, ovatko näyttelijät oikeita näyttelijöitä, vai joitakin skidejä kulmilta. Sanalla sanoen amerikkalaisen elokuvan uusin klassikko! Tuntuu vain, että Gummon maailmanvalloitus tapahtuu epämääräisillä vhs-kopioilla, tuottajat kun eivät koskaan ihastuneet elokuvaan.

Kuten jutuistani näkyy dokumenttielokuvani edistyy luvattoman hitaasti. Odotan pääseväni pian vauhtiin. Totuudellinen elokuvani käsittelisi ainakin seuraavanlaisia aiheita:

1. Taiteilijuuden kutsumus (ja sen yhtäläisyydet uskonnollisen kutsumuksen kanssa)

2. Vapauden ja sidoksien väliset ristiriidat. Yhteiskunnan ulkopuolelle asettautuminen antaa taitelijalle luovaa vapautta. Samalla hän huomaa olevansa jollakin tavalla sidottu, jos ei muuhun niin omaan heikkouteensa, ihmisyyteensä.

3. Vapautta rajoittaa erityisesti se, että tinkimätön taiteilija ei saa mistään rahaa.

4. Taiteilijan mielenterveys rapisee. Taide auttaa ihmistä nousemaan ongelmien yläpuolelle. Samalla taide on osasena spiraalissa, joka yhdessä masennuksen ja epäsäännöllisten elämäntapojen kanssa vetää taitelijaa yhä syvemmälle ja syvemmälle.

Päähenkilölleni on käynyt yllättävä käänne. Hän aloittaa kesällä työn Sörkassa vartijana. Siis kuvittele hippiä vanginvartijana, yhteiskunnan tukipilarina! Tämä on myös kiinnostava metafora vapaudesta ja kaikesta semmosesta(fucking deep!). Voi kun sinne pääsisi kuvaamaan.

Taiteilija on myös ruvennut bloggaamaan: http://dataismi.blogspot.com/

In Oslo

2006-05-05T06:15:00.000-07:00

INGSOC meeting with americans went fairly well.

Official gifts were given: A bottle of vodka, piano cigars(made of cuban tobacco) and the 'Leningrad cowboys go america' -film made by acclaimed russian director.

First two days we were basically staying indoors and drinking vodka. On the third day INGSOC got sick and had to stop drinking.

This week I've had a change to stop all my social relationships or whatsoever and concentrate on netsurfing, tv, reading and most of all sleeping. I have watched 'Dr. strangelove or how I stopped worrying and learned to love the bomb', Twin Peaks pilot, Twin Peaks parts I, II, III, IV and V. I've been feeding on peasoup, pizza, bread and some fruits.

Confessions of a pervert

2006-05-03T07:56:00.000-07:00

INGSOC heard this story from some finnish turist in Oslo:

"I was taking some turist pictures and I somehow lost control. You know, just taking pictures of everything. Me and my friends passed this big bronze tiger statue, and my american friend drew my attention to the gigantic tiger balls. While looking at the balls, this small kid was playing around and touching the strategic places of the tiger. I thought that this would be pretty interesting picture. I went closer and got his attention. I pointed at the tigers balls and then to my camera, but the situation was already gone, and the boy was happily playing with the tigers tail now. I turned around to see my companions shocked faces. Then it came to me that all wasn't right in this situation. Where was the boy's mother? How would it look if she had just seen me? I could had as well been shouting: "HEY BOY! SEE THOSE TIGER'S BALLS? WHY DON'T YOU GO FEEL 'EM WHILE UNCLE TAKES SOME PICTURES?" Uhh... I looked around at the crowded station. Seemed like no-one had really seen. We all disappeared to the shade of the metro where the absurdity of the situation brought the waves of total shame and hysterical laughter one after another.

Now, please mister INGSOC, don't tell this story to anyone."

"Sure, don't worry. You can trust me on this one, hehe."

Pientä tarkennusta INGSOCin politiikkaan

2006-04-25T11:46:00.000-07:00

Pienen sisäisen keskustelun jälkeen INGSOC päätti, että Kari Rajamäki on suolesta. Todisteena oheinen kuva.
Eli siis, tervetuloa näille sähkölinjoille myös kaikki savannin asukkaat! Määrään teidät Orwellin hengessä unohtamaan, että olemme muuta politiikkaa ikinä harjoittaneetkaan.

Declaration of farside politics

2006-04-24T00:58:00.000-07:00

INGSOC on nähtävästi saanut vankan lukijakunnan ihan Afrikan savanneilta asti. Tämä on varmaan sitä so called globalisation, jota ideologisista syistä tietenkin vastustamme. Eli painukaa takaisin sinne savanneille!

Toisaalta INGSOC ei ole vielä päättänyt, onko ideologisesti oikealla vai vasemmalla. Yksimielisyys vallitsee ainakin siitä, että olemme selkeästi ääripään ilmiö.

INGSOC now declares to be a farside phenomenon, we might be on the far left or then on the far right. We'll send a delegation to OSLO on 28.4. to 1.5. to have the negotiations with the closest U.S. representative. (There are also embassadors in Helsinki, but INGSOC does not negotiate with them) After the trip I hope we'll have a few new pictures here.

Now INGSOC heads to the closest ALKO to buy a bottle of vodka for the use of farside foreign polices.

Totuudellinen elokuva

2006-04-19T09:45:00.000-07:00

Perimmäinen tarkoituksemme tässä sähköpäiväkirjassa on kuvata totuudellisen elokuvan tekoprosessia. Tämä rappiotaiteilija, kuvassa ylhäällä on eräs totuudellisen elokuvan päähenkilöistä. Nämä ihmiset ovat dekadenssin ilmentymiä, heidän ymmärryksensä kaikesta hyvästä ja kauniista on rapistunut jo kauan sitten, mutta siitä huolimatta he jatkavat nahjusmaista ja surkeaa elämäntapaansa.

With our film we want to search and warn the masses about this decadent artform. The most lowest of the lowculture that has ever formed in evolution of culture is performance art. As an example I will lay a dreadfull picture that anoppi will not want to see but we have to show even ugliest visions as an warning for generations to come!

Decadence artist and his way-low performance 'chewed corn'

Wellcome our first readers!

2006-04-18T04:37:00.000-07:00

I am glad that our ideas have been widely read and accepted even among foreign languages people. I just want to remind that we are not thought control. We are INGSOC.

2006-04-17T11:49:00.000-07:00

Jännittävää tämä juuri avautunut sähköisen päiväkirjan maailma. Tämä avaa vallan uusia mahdollisuuksia IGNSOCille välittäessämme propagandaa - korjaan tietoa totuudellisen elokuvan prinsiipeistä. Valistustehtäväni jää lyhyeksi tältä erää, kun nimen varastaminen Orwellilta vei koko päivän. Jotenkin kyllä selkäpiitä kylmää tuo Rakkauden Ministeriö. Huu!

Tahdon silti varoittaa arvon lukijoitani kaikesta rappiotaiteesta ja erityisesti tästä Korealaisesta nihilististä, jonka töiden lumoava kauneus ei pysty hämäämään viileän loogista IGNSOC virkailijaa ja hänen hyvinajattelevia lukijoitaan. Tämän myrkyn meille tarjoaa Atta Kim kirjassa The Museum Project. Pysykää hänestä kaukana!