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Saturday, September 19, 2009
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'Welcome stranger, I am potato.'
(Shop window, Tokyo)
This blog is my attempt to document, preserve and reflect on the ordinary and the breathtaking in each day. It began as a diary based on my walking practise around Brunswick West in 2009, and continues (together with walking: we're still here) as a place to occasionally publish my 2D and 3D works.
I am Inari, a migrant from Finland and a multidisciplinary artist & designer. I live and work in Melbourne, Australia, translating my native relationship with wilderness and changing seasons into objects, images and words inspired by light, clouds and atmospheres in urban environments. Often experimenting with non–precious, industrial materials such as concrete and steel, the core of my practice is revealing beauty within ordinary, everyday things.
I am represented by Funaki, Melbourne.
Instagram: @ordinari_observer @the_indoor_forest_project
All images and words are by the artist unless otherwise credited,
and subject to copyright.
© inari kiuru 2021
'Welcome stranger, I am potato.'
(Shop window, Tokyo)
This blog is my attempt to document, preserve and reflect on the ordinary and the breathtaking in each day. It began as a diary based on my walking practise around Brunswick West in 2009, and continues (together with walking: we're still here) as a place to occasionally publish my 2D and 3D works.
I am Inari, a migrant from Finland and a multidisciplinary artist & designer. I live and work in Melbourne, Australia, translating my native relationship with wilderness and changing seasons into objects, images and words inspired by light, clouds and atmospheres in urban environments. Often experimenting with non–precious, industrial materials such as concrete and steel, the core of my practice is revealing beauty within ordinary, everyday things.
I am represented by Funaki, Melbourne.
Instagram: @ordinari_observer @the_indoor_forest_project
All images and words are by the artist unless otherwise credited,
and subject to copyright.
© inari kiuru 2021
my work
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2009
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September
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- Looking directly at the sun
- FUNDRAISLINN - An auction for Aislinn
- evenings
- On hoards, hiding and history – a personal memory
- Unemployed amateur metal detector finds the bigges...
- clouds come home from work
- Against war, in corduroy
- 22/09/09
- the unknown forests in my coffee pot
- rain came 3
- rain came 2
- rain came 1
- Running on Friday
- making models
- One of those things to remember
- spring is an open road
- spring light
- the last of blues
- "This is the first time I've done this, by the way"
- weekend work
- Ashley's world at night
- elsewhere
- PS.
- a global stream of yellow
- four seasons in one day
- Dads and clouds
- Conversations between Latin American and European ...
- One way ticket
- Taina
- Recurring elements in dreams 1: Air
- trying to work at home
- last day of winter, first day of spring
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