So. The dissertation is done, and that's all about it for now. I need a rest from that.
I've been taking it easy after the hand in, well, kind of, at least I've been sleeping a lot more than in the past two weeks. I feel like going to the uni, but perhaps I should give myself a break, and not go before I have to next week. Went to see some exhibitions today (Katy Grannan at the Photographer's Gallery and Annie Leibowitz and the Taylor Wessing photographic portrait prize exhibitions at the National Portrait Gallery). I don't know what to make of Grannan's new work, they're bothering me. (Check here for example). Annie Leibowitz was Annie Leibowitz. What can I say? The exhibiton was good to see, but it felt poorly curated, like there was no structure, and I can't think of that many significant images now. Most of the portraits in the competition were crap... Or so basic stuff, that I'm really unimpressed. Some of the portraits in here.

I guess I haven't got that much to write as it feels like I've just woken up after a very, very long dream called dissertation (and a burn).
Oh yeah, that's another story. I've got a massive burn on my leg, and I've spent hours and hours and hours at the doctors. And I mean literally hours! I've been going to the walk in centre almost every single day since Friday the 16th to get the dressing changed, because they cancelled my appointment from my own GP and refused to give me any new appointments... so I've had to que every single time at the walk in centre at least for 40 minutes to get the 5 minute operation done. What a drag, I must say. The timing was perfect really with the D and all.
Oh well, at least it's healing now, slowly, but still. It's not as painful today as it's been and I don't have to go there before Friday again. Luckily I survive with a couple of permanent scars, it could've been so much worse.


(Those polaroids in the previous post are from Friday, from a party at Cass' and Kristine's house.)

Em-ma.


Dolphin people.


Bjørn.

Done!
(FA-weekend it is!)

I am so tired. 2 days and 3 nights to go.

I am going mental. It's all about dissertation now. I'm counting days, hoping this would be over, and at the same time hoping there would be more time. Less than two weeks left.
Enjoy the illustration.

Amazing stuff from the first year. This was a two day project that we did with Naroa, the brief was to shoot and make a short film using only stills. The genre and main character were given randomly (clever hero and film noir). Amazing amazing.

Holiday diary.

Apologies that I'm only posting these videos, but this one's just so brilliant that I have to. It's my new favourite video and song, Metronomy's new stuff.



(This might have something to do with the fact that I'm sitting in front of my laptop pretending to write. This juutuub-thing I mean.)

I've been up all night with my dissertation (or to be more accurate I've been sitting in front of my laptop since Saturday morning). This song, and Devendra Banhart's way of dancing, has something to do with my state of mind at the moment.



(Thanks Naroa, but I still prefer Herman Dune's style of dancing. Banhart's is a tiny bit annoying).

Herman Dune is my new best friend.

Last year I wrote in the first entry that may the year 2008 be happier for all of us, and I can gladly discover that, at least for me, it was, even if it started badly.
I think the year 2009 will be a year of changes and new things. Just for starters I don't know were I'll be and live and what's going to happen after June.

On new year's eve we made lists of our year 2008 with some friends; Miikka, Roosa, Venda and Ilya. I'll give you some of them, anonymously though.

The most disgusting thing that happened:
- Throwing up on own bed
- The hand-licking guy

The song of 2008 (not meaning the best song):
- Happoradio's Che Guevara
- Feist's 1234
- Jenny Vartiainen's Tunnoton
- Jenny Wilson's Let my shoes lead me forward
- Blow's Hey Boy

The nastiest thing of 2008:
- Love life misfortunes
- Disappearance of a friend

The most unforgettable encounter:
- meeting the guy who became the boyfriend
- the encounter of a stranger and a girl at a random café which led to more meetings between them

The greatest thing:
- Roosa and Ilya got married
- (and it didn't rain)
- Trip to Lisbon

The most embarassing thing:
- All the relationships that started-and-ended during 2008
- Everything that involves Belgium
- Waking up in a random field with face half burned

The most heroic thing I've done:
- Learning French
- Taking 60 people to Norway and back again

What do I want to leave behind from the year 2008:
- Smoking
- Finland
- All the twats and jerks and acting like one myself
- Turku


Happy New Year folks!