Tuesday, 24 December 2013
Wednesday, 18 December 2013
Winter in the North. Days that last three hours, snow flies in the cold wind. Skiing paths in forests and on frozen lakes. On the way a night horizon filled with green dancing Aurora Borealis. Or the tail of a fox wiping the snow and making it's steps invisible.
Tuesday, 10 December 2013
On Saturday morning a wedge of 22 swans flew over the tree tops on a grey sky. Singing sadly on their way, telling a long and old story from the ancient times most probably. Open waters have disappeared, I waved good-bye to them on their way to South. I am soon on my way to North instead.
That is why this Friday, the 13th of December is the last day to order items from my small online shop before Christmas. The shop stays open, but all orders done after Friday will be shipped after 27th of December. Some of the posters are back, also some greeting cards.
Candle lights, lanterns everywhere as the days are so short. The darkness is hugging with so many warm moments.
A few floating snowflakes, a cup of cinnamon tea and a smile to your day!
Heippa! Perjantaihin, 13.12.2013 mennessä tehdyt tilaukset pikkukaupastani ehtivät vielä joulupostiin! Perjantain jälkeen tehdyt tilaukset laitan postiin pyhien jälkeen.
Lämpöä ja kiliseviä kaneliteekuppeja!
Monday, 2 December 2013
Hello December! Winter is here and the landscape is covered in whiteness, softness and silence. Children play and here and there snowmen appear. Snowmen or snow animals. Small lights appear on windows early afternoon as the darkness arrives. Chimneys on the roofs of houses blow narrow breaths of smoke from warming and glowing bonfires.
It is my pleasure to show you my second illustrated book. L'Ours et Le Soleil is a book about siblings Sigrid and Peter and their winter adventure through forests and mountains. The story is an adapted version of L'ours qui avait pris le soleil by Paul-Jacques Bonzon. The book includes also a cd with the story as a musical fairy tale performed by Domitille and Amaury de Crayencour. Published together by naïve and Jacadi in French.
Secrets of forests in the snow.
A long journey with new friends.
The wintery landscape and the sun shining so low, until it disappears completely. A few festive dresses by Jacadi.
A story for the small and a bit older too. The book is available through Amazon and here too. Hopefully you enjoy it!
What a lovely weekend it has been with friends. Takk ♥ to everyone around! Last night a winter storm was knocking on the windows and this morning many trees seemed to be fallen. Wishing that the weather freezes the ground quickly so the trees with their roots can manage through the strong winter winds.
Happy December playing in the snow, stay warm!
(The design of the book cover by Jacadi & naïve, the 4th and 5th photo by Jacadi & naïve.)
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Soft whiteness arrived this morning. The silence and the same time a new sound under walking steps.
The colours starting to hide.
Everything so still.
The same time some colours become more visible.
The city behind the small lake disappears.
Turning back home icy flakes on nose and in eyes. Fingers around a hot tea cup.
Wednesday, 13 November 2013
So golden the light when it appears.
So sweet the little people on the covers of Babee Magazine of Korea. With my paintings on the backgrounds. (14th anniversary issue of October with Forest Cuckoo, November issue with Under Ice detail and September issue with In Meadows.)
It has been some stormy nights, and a few rainy days, but mainly the weather is a non-weather. All stays silent and grey. The peeks of sun today here are very shy, but still they colour everything they reach to colour gold. For a little moment.
The weather has been somewhere else. Thinking how much is lost in the Philippines.
Monday, 4 November 2013
Hello November and the disappearing peeks of sun rays! Hello Monday and grey weather with the warmth of the weekend of jazz concerts still caressing. Hello end of the year with still so many possibilities, chances.
A calendar for the coming year is published by Frankie Magazine, month of October with my Morning Frost Meadow.
The new issue 56 of Frankie includes The Scribble Club to keep hands busy. Five pretty much grown-up illustrations to colour-in. Strawberry Path next to a wild person's portrait by Irana Douer, happy to be in the same publication with her again.
The cover image of little lullabying cat in the girl's arms is by Anke. Loving it so much. ♥
Some days the little lake behind my windows has forest islands floating across after very blowy nights. The other days they are gone. Today they are gone.
The small online shop is updated with some copies of the Casa di Fiaba book, a few postcard sets and prints.
Sweet melodies of raindrops!
(In the second photo illustration on the left is by Ilana Douer, on the third photo the magazine cover illustration is by Anke Weckmann.)
Friday, 25 October 2013
Under paintings hide another paintings.
The morning when the lake had frozen so quick that the waves were still visible. The Moon on the sky. The pink moment in the morning, the blue moment in the evening. Today it is raining and the waves in the lake are alive again.
The polar summer flora, Mountain Avens.
Happy weekend melodies!
Thursday, 17 October 2013
Everything has been golden lately. Raking yellow leaves at the summerhouse.
Night storm and sound of waves rising the stones. Morning so calm, like mirror the lake. Hello clouds!
Scent of fire and chimneys with smoke. Squirrel on the roof. Swans in the sky and swimming in the lake.
Frost layers. Swimming under a starry sky in the evening. Running back to the warmth of sauna.
Patchwork of trees.
In different patterns.
Ant paths, pulling frozen mushrooms from soft moss pillows.
Gold on silver layer.
Bagfuls of gold.
Today everything turned to silver. Floating gentle snow. Then real snowing. A light cover of snow here and there.
Tuesday, 8 October 2013
Autumn, so colourful, pinching nose with some colder temperatures. The sound of yellow and orange aspen tree leaves in wind. Handfuls of lingonberries on soft moss pillows.
Forest paths so inviting. Ceiling so high, walls not existing. Shadows and glimmer of tree and rock fields.
Bonfire to make it a real living room.
On the way, here and there.
Times of ice age and how it formed the landscape.
Secret codes, arrangements. New and old. Growing and fading again.
The stories about swamps and how everything could be lost inside.
And then this moment. The smell. The taste. The slow rattle of fire. The forest in your coffee cup, the waving tree tops.
Slowly the aspen leaves are flying in the wind and the ceiling becomes more naked and higher. Before the stars are turned on, walking the forest paths back home.
Thank you so much for your kind comments about the Jacadi illustrations!
The mist has wrapped everything inside it outdoors today. Like looking at a white wall. Slowly it starts to open its curtains and colours appear from the other side of the small lake.
Have a beautiful day!