6/15/11

Layers of life

Helsingissä 15. kesäkuuta 2011

Dear Kirsikka,

So, things don't always go as we plan. But it doesn't have to mean things go badly. There are just times when the universe has something else planned for us.

This spring has been all about finding myself. I've seen an intuitive counsellor (yes, sounds a bit looney I know), talked about love, cried and shared secrets with people I hardly know, sung bhajans with people that make my energy flow and made bunch of new friends. I've also lost some people. That's life I guess.



I find these pictures to be very beautiful yet sad in a way. Maybe that's because they were taken on the verge of my new life. Somehow they represent my past. Past that I loved but had to let go of to make room for some changes in me.

I've become more courageous in a way. More whole. And it's all because I let go of the past.


--Lock us up safe
And hide the key
But the night tears us loose
And in the half light
We're free

Strange how the half light
Can make a place new
You can't recognize me
And I can't recognize you--



These days I hardly photograph anything with just one frame on it. I love the double and triple exposures. They are like life itself you know, just layers on top of each other. These photos were taken at Makia's party. That day had a few layers of it's own. That moment was the moment that my life as I knew it started to fall apart. But I want everyone that feel like they belong in my past to know that I want them to be in my future as well. Every single one of them. I believe the future is reorganized in a much better way. Way that we all can be happier - together.



There's something about these letters. Writing them always makes me emotional. It's kind of like keeping a journal of my thoughts, worries, growth. They keep me going.

That's why I have sent you another letter as well. It's hidden in LOVE. The letter is all about living in "the now". I hope you find it, read it and think it's useful.


Kirsikka, I want you to know that you are so important to me. Thank you for being my friend. Because we once let go of our past, we are now much stronger together. I'm so happy about that.

I can't wait for our new adventures such as our second photo exhibition in London. We are going to do that, right?!

I'm sure your future is going to be superb as well. Wait for a sign, will you.

With Love and Luck,

Emmi


quote: Half Light I - Arcade Fire

6/2/11

Family First

London 02.06.2011

Hey Emmi!

First of all I would like to congratulate my self for finishing University. GO ME.

It's sunny in London: Cider, parks, hip hop classics, visitors, bicycles and fresh flowers. I've met some new people, hung out with old ones.

Anne is here. My aunt and her husband visited. They drove across the Europe and stopped by. Was lovely.


Got me thinking about family.

We select our friends, it's a process where you decide to hang out with certain people, care for them and stay in touch with them. It's basically a chain of choices.

Personally I like people that are creative and productive and easy going, talk about ideas rather than people, make me laugh, are brave and loud and warm.

I hate lying and dishonesty bores me.
I don't understand people who have no passion.


I'd say my family is pretty much like this too, but truth to the matter is you can't pick them. You're stuck with what you have. And thank god for that. (In my case anyway)



I have this game that I play when I have nothing to do, where I think of the worst things I could do to everyone around me. Incredibly embarrassing horrible unforgivable things like:

- Burn my flatmates dissertation, laugh and pour cat pee on her laptop
- Try to sleep with your friends parents. All of them.
- Release their pets into the wild. (The goldfish too. Regents Canal.)
- Steal money from them, buy drugs to their younger siblings, make them smoke Salvia (please check out videos of this online, it's super funny) drop acid to their grand parents tea, video the whole thing, then release the video on Youtube. Top it off by telling the Police.
- Puke into your flat mates bed every day for a week.
- Destroy their photographs, mobile phones and just any general stuff of theirs you can get your hands on. Just for fun. Laugh. Never apologise.


So my POINT here is that no matter how good friends you are with someone they would quite quickly remove you from their gallery of friends.
No questions asked.
You would just be a twat.
In fact they would probably hate you.

With family however. Honestly they would kind of hate you too.
But I think, at least mine, would stick around.
For a little bit anyway.

Not because they wanted to forgive, but because they would feel the need to sort you out if you loose your marbles.
This level of commitment is almost impossible to find anywhere else.

And the days when you are not ruining your sisters wedding by showing up naked and setting your dad's car on fire for fun, it's good to appreciate the ol' home folks. Choose to be friends with them, hang out and all that jazz.



That's all.

Love, Kisu

Ps. Hello Family if you guys are reading. I think you guys rock and I'd never ruin your life on purpose. thank you for the level of awesomeness you bring to my life.