Kolmisilmän Kirje

Dear Em and Cherry, first of all, thanks. Help recieved when needed. Photo´s finally squares, dice five with four straight shooters feeling there is no place to lean on on the edge. The colourful world is spinning faster than man can keep up. Still standing strong. Still sometimes life feels like a bullshit bingo nah mean.

The grass is always greener on the other side. Blond´s want to be brunets, housewive´s want to be always young , dogs want to be cats, this is like a movie, not the Eddie Murphy type, we are trapped in our own bodies, not like in theater where you can dress up and act. Take a look, im not Asian, Im trapped.

For every man and woman there is a place some where with personal peace and tranquility. There where the mind and soul travels even when the body is trapped in a rat race whit out seeing sun light. This is my sweet spot. Buttery ass palm trees.

Signs. Body language. Words. Not the sign but the effect of it. Who interprets it. One word full of stories, memorys, happiness, sorrow, death, drama and much more. The beauty is in the viewer´s eye. You decide what you want to see.

Personal target achieved. Im happy with this result. This is my new desktop. Wise men don´t need advise, fools won´t take em´. Men listen. I did and here´s the a beatiful square, and a sunny result.

A little peace of Avatar nature in the heart of Beverly Hills, right in the end of Rodeo Drive. Avatar has a happy ending. The rich and famous shopping enthusiasts hold materia with a vision of happiness untill one day illumination will shine the values of a bushman striking right in to their face´s like a two by four at speed of light. Is this a dream of some ones or a waste?

Sharp as marble. Finally I spinned my tri-eye just the right amount to capture one of the address of a fat culinarist mecca of hot dogs. Navigate. Eat. Enjoy Pink´s and roll away.

Yes, that is Me. Me, Myself and I. Kirsikka has a determined vision with a killer trigger finger attached. That´s some artistic, fantastic Terminator type of shit in a kind and a beautiful way.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me. But to triple diple on one frame and my badonkadonk right in the middle is a grand slam and Kirsikka deserves standing ovations. Wau. Totally Wau. Epic shit.

Invating the letter blog world. I think I can finally call this Holga shooting a hobby. And thank god I have two mentors instead of just one. Picture The "Heroes in a half shell",
The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles with two Splinters. That´s how lucky I am.

Best Regards,

Yours truly.



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