Before rain in Brunswick West

Friday 26 November, Union Street

Kauas pilvet karkaavat

From Union Street to Collier Crescent
Brunswick West, July 25

Onnellista syntympäivää numero 66 äidille!

25/04/10

Brunswick West 25 April 2010, sky changing within half an hour

April sky in Perth

Going to Perth felt like going home, this time. It was exhausting and beautiful.
Images from the post-conference workshop by master enamellist Elizabeth Turrell soon …

Dads and clouds

Unlike in Australia, Fathers' Day in Finland falls onto the second Sunday of November, six months after Mothers' Day. (You don't want to party all the time, now do you, is the Finnish way of thinking. And while you're at it, please refrain from wearing bright colours at any time; singing is only allowed in minor keys at a slow tempo, and no laughing aloud, please, before the blood alcohol hits a certain level.)

But to commemorate this day anyway, here is how my Dad takes in the world. He steers his nearest and dearest up the highest mountain available : ) These are photos dad took a couple of days ago, at an alpine meadow on Chagerrug, Switzerland, close by where they nowadays live. There is my whole, much missed far away clan, high up a mountain, among the passing clouds, sitting on the edge of the world. Cheers xx.




Mum, Michele, Kaisli, Kukka-Maria, Pauli
photo: K. Kiuru, August 2009

Recurring elements in dreams 1: Air

Words of a weather

I keep myself in check by regularly referring to a website www.timeanddate.com, section "current time in Melbourne."

This one, single site tells me what time it is, what day it is, and also (this comes in handy from time to time) where I am.

: )

Below the time reads the weather forecast. Recently I've begun to pay attention to it, due to increased time spent outdoors. A surprising place to find poetry, but so it feels.
Today's description, pinpointed to Melbourne Airport (welcome home!) reads:

Scattered showers.
Broken clouds.
Refreshingly cool.

A bit like a blues riff with a optimistic ending.

cloud mining

You know that building sites are just a decoy:
What they are really doing is cloud mining.

Rain or shine, they mine for light, for lost gulls or sparrows,
maybe for some city gold.

I've always thought of cranes as wading birds ; )