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Juha-Pekka Väisänen: Kollaasi 2024 “Käärmeliikkeiset vedet”
It moves with grace. It's a blessing to see a snake. This summer, Mika and I have seen adders and several grass snakes. I have drawn all the snake sculptures from the National Archaeological Museum of Mexico. There are countless in a culture where the snake is a deity.
As a little boy, we swam from morning till evening. We rode bikes from one lake to another. We swam in all the ponds. I feared the bog pools. Lips blue. Once I got sunstroke on the sandy beach.
When Cubans ask, I always answer: Yemaya. ¿Cuál es tu Santo? The spirit following me could also be Ochosi. In Havana, a gray jar made of shells spoke to me and went on a long journey with me. I collected pearls there once. Now I've forgotten the whole pearl collecting. I wonder what's in the jar? When I die, I hope it's used as a temporary urn from which to scatter me into some serpentine waters.
I must quickly do something. It's not good to be beautiful just because you're ugly. Someone in our yard blooms incessantly. I marvel at peonies. Why does someone wilt as soon as they open? I saw a beautiful man in the Stockholm metro. Freja said that beauty is value. It must be terrible to hear you're ugly. It would be wonderful to be beautiful to someone. Linda knows how to say good things aloud. The world seems so ugly today that it's beautiful. This world today is terrible.
As a little boy, we swam from morning till evening. We rode bikes from one lake to another. We swam in all the ponds. I feared the bog pools. Lips blue. Once I got sunstroke on the sandy beach.
When Cubans ask, I always answer: Yemaya. ¿Cuál es tu Santo? The spirit following me could also be Ochosi. In Havana, a gray jar made of shells spoke to me and went on a long journey with me. I collected pearls there once. Now I've forgotten the whole pearl collecting. I wonder what's in the jar? When I die, I hope it's used as a temporary urn from which to scatter me into some serpentine waters.
I must quickly do something. It's not good to be beautiful just because you're ugly. Someone in our yard blooms incessantly. I marvel at peonies. Why does someone wilt as soon as they open? I saw a beautiful man in the Stockholm metro. Freja said that beauty is value. It must be terrible to hear you're ugly. It would be wonderful to be beautiful to someone. Linda knows how to say good things aloud. The world seems so ugly today that it's beautiful. This world today is terrible.
