I am mourning Les Mis.
Well hi.
I'm not sure what will come of my blog. I don't post NSFW content. But who knows what will happen.
Also I'm not on here much anymore. I have life. I've found different things. I tend to like posts to bookmark them so I can reblog them later. Guess who hasn't reblogged anything in ages? Me.
So if my blog comes to an end, I'm not too sad. I've had great time on Tumblr. I've made friends and interacted with them. I've learnt so many skills. But now I just don't find much joy here any longer.
Not sure if this is the end of my blog or not. But in case you want to reach me I'm voikkuinen on Twitter (mainly in Finnish), you need to be an actual friend to get my Facebook (dm me), my Instagram is misspiev and that's pretty much it.
It’s October 3rd.
A trailer for Svenska Teatern’s production of Chess the musical.
Hello. Been kinda quiet here. Just one reason: life.
I was in Helsinki yesterday to see Bianca del Rio. I haven't laughed like that in a long time. Fab show. Sure it was insulting and not politically correct. But it was hilarious in context.
Now back to life. To therapy, to boyfriend, to living without much money. But at very least I feel like I got will to live for the next thousand years.
Love
In the middle of 1950s Tove was very, very lonely. Her letters of that time are melancholy, as she desperately yearned for true love. By this time she was very interested in dating women (as to her, Atos Wirtanen was in a way the last man she wanted to love). But circles were small in a small town, where homosexual acts were both a disease and illegal.
It was 1955, when Tove met Tuulikki Pietilä. They knew each other vaguely by looks. They had attended Ateneum’s art school at the same time but Tuulikki was few years younger and usually students spent time with their own language group (Tove spoke Swedish, Tuulikki Finnish).
The love story which lasted until their deaths, almost half a century began at Pikkujoulu party (”Little Christmas” in Finnish, a party traditionally held in anticipation on Christmas, usually among coworkers or friends) arranged by Finnish art society. Tove asked Tuulikki to dance, but she declined - probably out of propriety. But later Tuulikki sent Tove a card picturing a striped cat and asked her to visit her atelier.
Next summer Tuulikki visited Tove at an island. Love was born. Tove wrote; “I have finally come home to that one person whom I want to be with”. The picture of a striped cat was always and still is on the wall of Tove’s atelier. The couple spent their summers together on an island and winters working in their ateliers, which were right next door from each other.
It can be said that Tuulikki saved Moominvalley. By the time they began their relationship, Tove was absolutely tired of Moomins. Tuulikki’s support restored Tove’s belief in Moomins and they became an important hobby to them both.
Moomin book Moominland Midwinter (1957) is a book about loving and falling in love with Tuulikki. And it really shows. In the book, Moomintroll (who is an avatar of Tove Jansson) wakes up in the middle of unfamiliar and eerie winter, facing loneliness and death for the first time. In the middle of all cold and silence Moomintroll finds Too-Ticky, who’s calmly watching a snow lantern. Too-Ticky is robust and strong with blonde hair and a knife at her hip; everything Tuulikki was.
Too-Ticky becomes Moomintroll’s calm and supportive mentor. She never gives ready answers and instead gently guides Moomintroll as he grows and learns. It is Too-Ticky who says the phrase which Tove repeated often in her interviews and which was seemingly one of her most important philophies: “Everything is insecure and that makes me calm”.
After Tuulikki’s first visit Tove wrote; “I love you both enchanted and very calm at the same time, and I don’t fear anything that might await us”. After finding Tuulikki, Tove described how much calmer and safer she felt. Whole living felt easier.
30 students drew the world map from memory and the results were digitally merged.
I may never recover from finding out today that Winona Ryder married Keanu Reeves while filming in Romania in 1992 and legit does not know if it was legally binding or not,,, 25 years later and she’s just like lol idk
I BEG YOUR PARDON
ABSOLUTELY NOTHING COULD HAVE PREPARED ME FOR THIS
ok they’re not even trying anymore
The world has no right to my heart. The world has no place in our bed. They don’t get to know what I said. I’m burning the memories. Burning the letters That might have redeemed you. ______________ After finishing my first task for my Bachelor, here some Eliza! I hope to get more into drawing again soon <3
theater challenge → ( 5/9 shows ) → hamilton
Legacy. What is a legacy? It’s planting seeds in a garden you never get to see I wrote some notes at the beginning of a song someone will sing for me America, you great unfinished symphony, you sent for me You let me make a difference A place where even orphan immigrants Can leave their fingerprints and rise up
Had to paint Kaley Ann Voorhees after seeing the Saturday matinee of The Phantom of the Opera on Broadway… Truly awe-inspiring 😍