21 November 2007, Cervera de los Montes
Yesterday, I spent the day in Madrid. It was raining and I got wet. In the city, the rain harms the daily activities but I live in the countryside, where we've been begging all the autumn the sky and the heaven to rain.
I bought at FNAC Samuel Benchetrit's Les Chroniques de l'Asphalte (not very rural, it's about the Paris suburbs) and Juan José Millás' El Mundo (about the world, I suppose). I had a beer with Martti. I spent some time Manuela and Joseba in their studio and we had lunch in Bar Santander. I had coffee with Totte and Eero Mannes in their fascinating home. Totte is the only Finnish artist living in Madrid and she's been there since the late 60's.
The cab driver, who took me back to La Sepulvedana bus station, was interested in the animal husbandry and we talked about cow breeds. I don't know much about that but my father-in-law is a cowboy. I felt a true peasant - and I was raised in Punavuori, center of Helsinki.
Midnight Cowboy's Joe Buck said. "I ain't a for-real cowboy, but I am a hell of a stud!"
12 November 2007, Cervera de los Montes
Molotov cocktail, named after Vyacheslav Molotov by the Finnish soldiers in the World War II, is the generic name for a variety of improvised incendiary weapons frequently used by rioters.
I like Molotov cocktail prepared with the petrol of Abu Dhabi National Oil Company, British Petroleum, Chevron Corporation, Devon Energy, Exxon Mobil, Faroe Petroleum, Galp Energia, Husky Energy, Imperial Oil, Jubiliant Empro, Kuwait German Petroleum Company, Lukoil, Marathon Oil Corporation, Neste Oil, Occidental Petroleum, Petronas, Qatar Petroleum, Repsol YPF, Shell Oil Company, Total, United Petroleum, Van Doren Oil or Yukos.
But now my favorite Molotov cocktail is prepared with the gasoline of Petrochina, the biggest company in the world, valued over $ 1 trillion. How many zeros are there in a trillion?
07 November 2007, Madrid
When I had my previous show in Madrid, there were about two guests in the opening. Yesterday, the Finnish Cultural Institute was packed: some old friends, some new friends, the ambassador of Finland and many people that I didn't know. The most special guest was Totte Mannes, the matriarch of the Finnish expatriate artists in Spain.
After the opening, we ate dinner in a Chinese restaurant and washed the rice down with their scary lizard liquors. Later, I had some less scary gintonics with Manuela, Julia and Carlos. At 3a.m, I went alone to finish the party with a steak and a half bottle of wine at Vips in Gran Vía. I like nighttime eating with style. When I'm tired, I need service and comfort. No BigMacs nor döner kebaps.