a visiting artist in our sink

Seems like we currently have an artist in residence
somewhere in our kitchen sink.

This bubble design (I gather a neck piece)
emerged this morning, next to a tea cup, through
the grimy water. It was tiny, only about 35 mm across.

And just as is, complete with a clear bubble catch –
no photoshopping involved. Amazing!






Life otherwise: very involved in creative processes
and excited about work/study, to a point where it's hard to sleep at night
as new ideas come so fast and clear. This is good. So much to discover.
Feeling spiritually tired at the same time, if that makes any sense,
but think I'm on the mend by putting things into perspective.
Looking forward to more light and warmer weather very much,
as well as going away together in a couple of months
somewhere just to sleep, eat, read and of course
to swim in the open ocean.

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