Tuesday, August 29, 2017

The Trees Are Coming Into Leaf

"The Trees Are Coming Into Leaf" 2017
(Oil on wooden frames and coasters)

Thursday, June 15, 2017


Detail of a work in progress. I've used plywood, old frames and wooden coasters for this one.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

In The Forest

I had to be really quick with this one as the sun was going down.

Pyynikki, Finland

Friday, April 14, 2017

Plein Air Painting

Pyynikki, Finland from Autumn to Spring, water color on paper, 2016- 2017
Pyynikki, Tampere, syksystä kevääseen, vesiväri paperille, 2016 -2017

Ireland Made Me Dance

Residency at The Burren College of Art September - October 2016

It's impossible not to think of the subject of landscape when you're at the Burren, Ireland. Last years I've been focusing on illustration and creating miniature scenes. My plan for the residency was a project related to those fields as well. Maybe it was the right time, maybe it was the place and but it woke something up in me. I did things in Ireland I had never done and never would have thought of doing. I went Ceili dancing. If you'd know me, you'd know I don't dance, ever. I remember saying to my fellow artist in residence that "Ireland made me dance". And I started painting. I often hiked to Gleninagh Castle or climbed up to Cappanawalla mountain and felt closer to nature and landscape. Only at my last days at the residency I started plein-air painting. After the residency I have continued plein-air ainting in Finland ever since.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Trash Plants

Dhaka, Bangladesh
(Photography by Brittany Mahood)

Beloved be an insignificant detail, a mundane struggle. Everyday is monumental. Monuments of the everyday are small events: a coffee break, a traffic hour.

We can relate to small events, they are real for us. Everyday is a true reality. We can relate to brokenness and maybe even more to the attempt to hide it. We can feel empathy and great tenderness for being human in everyday life.


One of my favorite things to do in Bangladesh was to have tea. You go to a tea stand by the street, drink tea with a lot of sugar and condensed milk out of a glass. It is just a short moment, just few minutes, then you return your glass and it is washed in a bucket.

Everydayness is something that is closest to us, the most familiar and ordinary but its essence cannot be grasped. Everyday can be viewed as a complex of details that are insignificant or they are so close to us that we take them for granted. Everyday can be seen as a monotone and repetitive continuation of time.

When I walked in the streets of Dhaka I often couldn’t see a big picture. What I saw was continuity and repetition of details, objects, small events and moments. Among all the trash on the streets I started to notice colorful nets that are used as bags for fruits and food. I started to collect them to make an artwork and it was exciting to find different colors, they became like a small treasure for me. Out of these nets I made “trash plants” and placed them on the streets on dirty spots. I was often so impressed by the kind and joyful hearts of the Bangladeshi people and somehow it made sense for me to place colorful plants on the dirty streets, since in my eyes the people were like color points in a dusty city as well.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

A Marginal World

Site-specific installation
Materials: bed sheets, bath towels, night gowns, morning robes, wool mittens and scarves, blankets, sand paper, wood. (Drawings: colour pencil on paper.)