Wednesday, 4 March 2015


A dreary, grey day yesterday,

a shabby, faceless building 

on the outskirts of an industrial area,

a couple of hours to spend

in an unfamiliar studio space.

But there,

amidst all the studio clutter

and bland white walls,

two hours overflowing with

light and joy and warmth.

The kind that lingers

on the skin and deep inside

long into the night. 

A connection like that

just can't be taken for granted. 

Afterwards, we sank onto a pair of comfy, old sofas

at a nearby café

to sip on our cappuccinos, 

and found ourselves already planning a sequel

- somewhere special this time,

under the spring sun. 

Eilen harmaa ja valoton iltapäivä,

ankeahko rakennus teollisuusalueen liepeillä,

parituntinen vieraassa studiossa. 

Mutta siellä studioromppeiden 

ja valkoisten seinien sisäpuolella

yletöntä valoa ja iloa ja lämpöä,

joka tuntui pitkälle iltaan iholla ja sisuksissa. 

Ei itsestäänselviä lainkaan

tuollaiset kohtaamiset.

Parituntisen jälkeen rojahdettiin hengästyneinä

lähikuppilan upottaville sohville

suunnittelemaan seuraavaa

- miljöössä sitten,

kevään valossa. 


Sunday, 1 March 2015

Saturday, 21 February 2015


My Saturday began with a lie-in,

a quiet morning coffee,

then hopping on the 8 tram

to see my gorgeous friend at her showroom. 

( Tram rides can take all sorts of twists,

yesterday another tram 

in another direction

- a politician gave up her seat for my daughter,

then an elderly gentleman started talking to us 

about his now grown-up daughter,

who is a ballet dancer in Paris.

As he was leaving, 

he looked at my girl but spoke to me, saying

"You never know what talents and treasures

are hidden underneath that woolly hat".  ) 

As I was about to leave today,

my friend stashed a delicate bouquet 

of eucalyptus & powder-hued roses

under my arm.

The waft now lingers in these rooms

-  and the fragrance of eucalyptus 

just happens to me my No 1 favourite in the world.

(Close tie with freshly ground coffee perhaps...)

Thought I'd raise my glass 

to quality time with friends 

who tug the heartstrings,

& chance encounters 

on trams and street corners. 

Sweet Saturday evening everyone! 


Thursday, 19 February 2015


A sunbeam flooded the hallway,

its golden glow lingering on closed eyelids.

Breathing in the words of photographer Ernst Haas:

"You become things,

you become an atmosphere,

and if you become it,

which means you incorporate it within you,

you can also give it back.

You can put this feeling into a picture.

A painter can do it.

And a musician can do it,

and I think a photographer can do that, too,

and that I would call

dreaming with open eyes."


Wednesday, 18 February 2015


Dazzling February sun,

light scattering of snow on the fields,

café all to ourselves.

Häikäisevä helmikuun aurinko,

pelloilla hento lumipeite,

kahvila yksin meidän. 

Tuesday, 17 February 2015


these would have a thousand stories to tell.

All photography with kind permission 

by Italian lifestyle photographer

Friday, 6 February 2015


... for Friday & flowers,

 chat with grandma over the phone
- she's 99 today
and as well as ever
in mind, body and spirit,

a quiet day of working from home,

lunch with dear friend,

walk back from the other side of town
along streets kissed by the February sun
that whispers spring.

Happy weekend! 


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