Happy 94th Birthday!

It's that day of the year again; the national holiday for people to get together to enjoy the good food, and criticize celebrities' outfits as the President shakes their hands in her house party in a horrible dress herself. And once again I see myself not having a day off. Last year I was until late in the evening stuck in the edit suite in my Dutch school, and this year I find myself trembling in an English office building.

It really seems that all I remember is celebrating the Finnish Independence Day during the weekend when it basically doesn't count as a day off, but when it hits the week I'm not there to enjoy sleeping in. This is when my inner voice yells for me to stop complaining, as not everyone gets a chance to live abroad. So I will, and wish a happy happy birthday Finland!

The only thing I could really do is to present you one of the finest bands our country has to offer;

Von Hertzen Brothers

Three brothers with a German surname (meaning=from heart), singing in English and playing progressive rock influenced a bit by Indian music.

They're actually the first Finnish band that I've really liked. The first time hearing the guitar solo of 'Let Thy Will Be Done' right in the beginning of the song, and seeing the lead singer/guitarist playing it without taking his eyes of the camera was enough to mesmerize me. And the song and video keeps on doing it until the end.

Being crazy and funny ass wasn't enough. They had to be all that in the winter cold. Well you know, to make it clear enough that it's Finns you're seeing.



*this is sparta tone*

THIS IS FINLAND!

How can people go 'wau' for this?

22.10.2011

I had it all worked out before I came to London; work during weekdays and be a tourist on weekends. That meant a lot of museums. Most of them have a free entrance here, so it was an easy plan to follow.

And no.

There is too much going on and too little time. By then I still hadn't had a proper day just staying at home. But anyways glad to finally have the time to visit Tate, the modern museum over here. Though only for an hour, and that was just 2 floors (5 exhibition floors + 2 for food and panorama view).

Ground floor is just huge. It's a good place to have a nap, and a perfect, but forbidden place to skate.

Why only 1 hour? Because Maria and Felix have been there many times already, so it was me and their flat mate, who came here for a month to learn English to explore Tate. She's from France. And she's a lawyer.

When you combine comments with a French accent, and a thing called 'art', which is most of the time a synonym for crap, it can make your museum tour pretty interesting. 

All comments of the pics are said by the French, they're nothing special, but just imagine them with an accent.

for me this is not art. anyone can do this.

now this is art, i haven't seen like this before, unique work.

for me art is when you do some work for your work

*speechless*

your picture is art (hah)

 I hate when people try to look so intelligent in exhibitions; they look at a piece of art like it's something wau, when it's actually rubbish. That's why in the same time it can be more interesting to look at them looking at art. People do say that what you hate in someone you can find in yourself...

Later that day..

It was the first time St. Paul's Cathedral was closed after Second World War due to the protests.

In the evening we went to some Dutch friends' house warming party. They're from Breda, can't believe how small the world is. But the best thing about hanging out with Dutch people is that they understand the languange of beer.

That is art.