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24.5.20

Time Out Sunday


What feels really good? To have a new monitor calibrator! My old one was well... old (though in retrospect it worked well beyond the recommended three years; the major obstacle being no more software updates). Then again - who needs screens and calibrators when one can just make colour photos in full analog.


In some magical moment I actually pulled myself together and organised my prints from the darkroom days (not in 1917, but rather in 2017) and had a small pile of photos that didn't make the cut. Spur of a moment thing I decided to try colouring them and it was so much fun. Used my very old watercolour set (bless my hoarder soul; I am prepared for all kinds of situations) and I mean, the rest is history (like literally history as well, these days we have colour photography and all those screens). But boy oh boy, if those aren't dreamscapes, I don't know what are. Time out Sunday done right.



10.5.20

Time Out Sunday


I took photos of the Moon this week. This is not how you do it. I mean, you have different lens, you go outside and... but guess what, you can also just have a spontaneous bedroom shoot at midnight 'cos you feel like it. Kit lens. Squeezing yourself out from the narrow window (man, do I miss big wide windows with big wide windowsills or what). And I mean, double-triple-... exposure (in-camera). Fun fun fun. 



I have started a free MoMA online course 'Seeing Through Photographs' and I have enjoyed it more than I had expected (low expectations is my jam?!). There are more courses available and I intend to enrol for some more, you know not sticking to the familiar (but oh don't I just love photography!).  



And some tunes (my current playlist is either Taylor Swift or jazz classics):



27.4.20

Time Out Sunday



First things first. This not some kind of statement piece to prove that days and weeks and time in general have lost its meaning. There's always meaning, sometimes it's merely more 'meh'. It's just that I got carried away doing other things on Sunday (and the fact that some of the photos in blog posts have been replaced by error messages was a downer... like what gives, blogger, why did you break?!) So, here I am on Monday. BUT. But I have missed my 'Time Out Sunday' posts.


So, last week photos on paper got organised! And the ones that ended up in so called 'trial and error' pile got some makeover. But more on that some other time. (I might have found a new hobby that would have made me rich a 100 years ago, haha :)


I finally managed to finish reading a book and how very appropriate. What did I learn? I downloaded iNaturalist app and identified that my current favourite bird ever is Eurasian oystercatcher (they have appeared at local beach and the way they run!). Cool critter of the month sounds so appropriate.



(Notice how my home office matches the only book I've finished reading in the past weeks, aye) And drumroll... Netflix favourite is 'Most Beautiful Thing' - bossa, Rio, kick-ass women and extremely beautiful 1950s aesthetics. I am so time-traveling to open my own club and swim in the sea and be all cool.

Something new and beautiful from one of my all time favourites - James Blake:


14.4.20

Kiasma


When you can't enter a museum then... you lurk around it and wonder how come buildings look different when cities are empty. Even rooftops. Same same, but different.










8.4.20

Pigeon Point Lighthouse


Some of my favourite things - freshly baked goods, coffee and... morning light! A bus trip morning at Pigeon Point Lighthouse, California in October 2019. <3










2.4.20

Tunnel View


One of the most famous vistas in Yosemite National Park. We have all seen it in pictures. So, how is one supposed to look at it when she has 15 minutes? I don't know. But I was there. I had my 15 minutes in October 2019.











29.3.20

Hietaniemi Cemetery


When your daily walk in sunshine (shocking, I know, but for two weeks it's been sunny on most days!) is your lifeline. And your closest relatively uncrowded park happens to be a cemetery - a place that feels absolutely normal when there are no other humans at sight. (As opposed to empty city streets.) It could also be a sculpture park or spring sprung park or squirrel park. There's a whole lotta life there. In sunshine and silence.