Pictures

Yksi mahdollinen tapa kokea näyttelyni on astua siihen sisään kuin tulevaisuuden dioraamaan. Kuva luonnosta on ihmisen muovaama, elollinen kasvaa teolliselle pinnalle.
Muisto elävästä on yksinkertaistunut ja hienovaraisesti vääristynyt.
Mennyttä ja kadonnutta jäljennetään hatarien mielikuvien varassa.
Vanhan haju on peitetty terälehdin,

En ung svan gjord av gamla tröjor står ensam i galleri, utan sällskap, utan syn eller skicklighet att röra sig utan hjälp.
Det öde bordet växer nytt som en skugga av sig själv.
Utställningsrummet kan vara ett framtidens diorama av det förflutna, en snedvriden illusion av en främmande plats.
Luktet av det gamla gömd under kronblad,

You can enter my exhibition like you can enter the pure and poetic Finnish landscape.
Nature stays still, stabile and silent. One can almost feel the cold summer morning mist or burn-beaten lands' smoke surround the abandoned artifacts. Forms of the objects are simplified, unnecessary is destroyed.
Woolen hooper gets its cover from old winterjackets which are not needed anymore. The one that remains whole is covered by embroidered petals,

Avajaiset  / Vernissage  1. 4. 2008 klo 18 - 20,  Tervetuloa!

Kiitos, Nina Pätilälle kuvista ja hiuksista, musta parvi on sinun,
Mari, Riikka, Ulla ja Äiti Halonen, Nina Rantala, Emma, Kalle, Juha Puikkonen (sahasta), Jenni ja Jukka,  Antti

045 630 2052, paavohalonen at gmail.com

Pictures

My new pictures portray scenes.
The main motive is often observed from the kind of hiding place;  from the dark cellar, through the branches or behind the tree. Composition creates an intimate bilateral athmosphere, feeling of spying. Figures deep in their thoughts; threatening nightly atmospheres; secretly observing pairs of eyes. The scene usually takes place in the woods or in a park.

I found the name for the exhibition from a Finnish folk poem. The poem tells a story of a lonely person who speaks with the trees. This person fears that other people in the village would transform the intimate feelings into gossip. It is better to utter them in the woods to the ears of leaves and willows. What fascinates me in this poem is the wistful atmosphere and the connection to the nature. My pictures convey a similar kind of environment.

I am more anticipating the story in my paintings than trying to explain it thoroughly. The logic is dreamlike.

Opening is at 1^st of april 18-20pm. Welcome!

040 874 7149, mail at mirkaraito.com
www.mirkaraito.com