Nor did he turn 34

Nor did he turn 34

Today he would have celebrated his 34th day. He died. I have thought that I never really said goodbye, because until the very last it seemed as if it never happened. I sat there by the bed watching him die. But I could never believe it. I can’t believe it now....
Artistic research – How to start

Artistic research – How to start

In a previous post, I wrote that one of the features of artistic research is that it must include, among other things, an artistic practice, an artistic product and a (theoretical) reflection. According to Mika Hannula, Juha Suaranta and Tere Vadén, artistic research...
Where people gather, there are stories.

Where people gather, there are stories.

Prince Thadeus has assembled a number of female storytellers because his wife has been struck by a desire to hear stories. He opens the long telling session with the following words: ”There is nothing more pleasing and glorious in the world, O my noble women, than...
The dead ones return

The dead ones return

I walk to the graveyard every morning. It’s a nice ritual, there the tombstones stand with their quiet whispers and remind me that there was life before too. Every day I go to there: I visit Daniel, my son’s grave and I walk the dog. The graveyard here...