Seriously, he WASN'T.

Another Hayden can't hurt. I just saw a trailer of his new film, Jumper. There is a chance it could be at least remotely interesting, even though the concept is kind of silly. I read his interview in the latest Glamour magazine (which btw had an interview of LINDSAY LOHAN as well, and a photoshoot of her in a terrible dress), and he said how he loves travelling, but hates the act of it. I couldn't agree more. I like it when I'm in places other than Finland, I just detest the flights and packing and everything else that comes with it. If only you could just jump everywhere in a matter of seconds!

I also noticed how convenient the English language is. I'm often frustrated during lectures when I try to make notes in Finnish - I have to abbreviate every freaking word so I don't lose track of where the lecture is going! But if the lecture is in English, I even have some spare time between taking notes! The same goes for writing essays and papers: The sentences in Finnish just become ridiculously long, even when you're saying something really simple. Not to mention how easily you can mess the case endings if you're not paying enough attention. In English, you will notice if you've missed a preposition, or an article. In Finnish, it's so easy not to notice if there is one or two letters wrong at the end of one word!

Having said all this, I don't hate Finnish, I have learned to cherish my opportunity to write a paper in Finnish for the first time during my studies. In fact, I hate it how so many people use English words and phrases in the middle of speaking Finnish. I'm like, why are you polluting your beautiful language like that? Have you no respect for your mother tongue? English isn't nearly as beautiful as a language as Finnish, it's simply a lingua franca you can't get rid of. Don't mix the two. I suppose I'm being a little tight-assed about this, but I can't help it. I do love English, though, I just don't appreciate how some people seem to sprinkle in a few English words here and there, just to show that they can. And as one of my English teachers once said, "that is just something really annoying".

Alien 3 was on tv last night. I had to watch it, having seen it only a gazillion times. It was still just as enjoyable. I love the ambience all the alien movies have, even if they're not scary anymore. Sigourney Weaver is a seriously wonderful actress. It's a pity she's so old now, I can't see her doing yet another Alien movie as a granny.

The aliens versus predator films have been nowhere near as good as the alien ones... what is so difficult in creating a real story for a film? Is it too much to ask to have characters that have a tiny bit of credibility and, you know, character?? I can't understand for the life of me why anyone would shoot a ridiculously expensive movie, only to ruin it with a non-existent story line and zero suspense.

For what it's worth, the predator and his space ship looked nice. The aliens you could hardly get a glimpse at, which should have made them more scary, but it didn't. Sigh.

I used to draw aliens all the time a few years back. I should dig out those pictures and put them up here, since otherwise this is going to be oil colour pictures only. I don't use pencils for serious artwork, I only ever use them when trying to come up with an idea for a painting. I think it's boring to make a picture using only a pencil and no colour. I need colours.

The Revenge of the Sith was a good film. And Hayden wasn't that terrible.

This is obviously an old painting, since it was painted some time after the Revenge of the Sith had come out in Finland. I think in April, or May 2005... gosh, that was 3 years ago! I can't believe time goes so fast. I'll be a bitter old spinster before soon.

Well, I had sort of a crush on Hayden Christensen, although I can't see now what it was I saw in him. He's so feminine, it's overbearing. There are still times, though, when I temporarily get hots for him. Weird. But whether or not I think he's hot or not, he does have a good facial bone structure. He makes for an interesting model for a painting.

I might add that I didn't use any white on the face, only on the background, which I think is somewhat of an achievement, considering how hard it is to create form without using black and white. I truly think this one turned out quite alright, and I like the angle, which is from the side, and slightly from above. The picture I used wasn't from this angle, which makes me wonder why I painted it like this. Heck, it's been 3 years - how could I possibly remember?

Another self-portrait.

This is one of my earliest paintings. I'd forgotten this one, and how much I actually like it. The profile has only a faint resemblance to me, so mind you, I'm not this ugly. And I don't have red hair. Or light blue skin. Or an insanely muscular neck.

What I like about this picture is the colours (now there's a surprise), but for a different reason than usual: here, they're not exactly in harmony. As much as the Brits may like their flag with its horribly disharmonious imperial blue and red, I don't think anyone can sincerely say that they go well together.

Here, the blue, let's say person, really jumps out from the background, because it is cold in tone, and the background is warm. Moreover, I mixed in some white to create an impression of form to the person, whereas I didn't mix the red at all. Somehow, the person looks like an ancient sculpture, you know, the nowadays colourless marble sculptures from Ancient Greece and Rome.

I also think the violet-yellow character on the background really agrees with the red. Violet and red is such a lovely combination. I feel so inspired by the colours in this picture, I definitely have to dig it out from my closet as soon as I have some time to paint something new. Which means, pretty much as soon as it's summer again...

Me as bald.

Here is one attempt in my sad series of self-portraits. It's crazy difficult to paint yourself. Especially when you don't have a mirror that you can have conveniently by the painting table, having to hold it upright yourself while you're painting. There is also the concern of coming off as too self-absorbed when showing the result to someone. But at least it's been done by myriads of painters before, so there's my excuse. In addition to the fact that it's only healthy to have some level of self-interest.

This was back in time when I was worried I might go completely bald. My hair is naturally quite thick, but I lost most of it about two years ago, for some reason. It was horrible. No woman should have to go through that. I need hair. It's kind of weird how important hair can be to you, and you won't even realize it until you start losing it. And it's so much worse when you're young, as it can be expected that you'll lose some of your hair when you're older anyway. It's cruel to have to lose hair in your twenties.



I know this person here looks somewhat inane, but in my defense I'll point out that it's a full frontal picture, which is very hard to do. Besides, there is some added depth thanks to the strange yin-yangy colour theme. (Yeah, right.) And sometimes I really do look this retarded. I think I've captured my essence.