Tuesday, March 15, 2011


Mustasta lattiasta heijastuvat kuvat,

Ovat niinkun lasi niinkun vesi

niinkun käsi,

ja veden liike silmiltä suuhun

käden liike sylistä silmille

pyyhkii suolat poskille poskille.



Itket nauramalla kaiken takia,

kun soitat meille taivaan ja tähdet ja tarinat.

Niinkun vesi ja meri ja järvi,

kun soitat meille taivaan

ja tähdet ja tarinat,

ruususuu

hei Ruususuu, saanko olla sun untuvan ääni?

Olisitko minun korvasieni, tai taikatyttö ja olkitukka,

vehnän siemeniä sormista,

puolukan kukkia surusta.


Rakennan sinulle patsaan männynneulasista ja puhuvista koskista.

Teetkö minulle talon pihlajanmarjoista ja tummista asioista.

Tässä on ruutupaita ja kumpparit

täynnä kuusenkerkkäsiirappia.

Kaada minun suu täyteen muurahaisia.


hesitation


There's a little wanting in my chest,

but more, hesitation

to make the first step.

I look down and inside,

there's a little wanting in my chest,

saying ''go, go''

but hesitation whispers ''no, no, no, no''

There's a little bit of hope left in my eyes,

well no,

maybe more cold to make me wait on hold.

I look up in the air and

there's a little bit of hope in my eyes

saying go go

but my thoughts are freezing me and I wait on hold, on hold

Why are the eyes wanting to go, the blue, asking to go,

But my hands are staying still,

My mouth is shut.


Nalle istuu pöydällä,

mulla on hiukset suussa.

Laulut soi taivaalta

ja roska-auto tulee, me odotetaan ikkunassa.

Mie hengitän ja huomaan, etten hengitä.

Mie väsyn, enkä tiedä miksi.

Wilma nauraa nauraa nauraa hulluuteen asti.

juhannus 2010

Ruusuja pinnassa ja

pullot altaan pohjalla.

Sukellan olutta varten pohjaan asti.

Jään sinne ja juon, katson ylös veden läpi,

kun näkyy aurinko tai tähdet.

like did the thoughts


I walked it trough trough trough,

I talked you in the end.

It was on time

you hit the spot

Everything was on it’s place.

I walked trough the city

and saw the birds cry.

I heard the mothers, monsters and fathers shouting at their kids,

I met the eyes looking for someone.

I saw the streets and

I talked with everyone,

I met in my mind.

I counted the hundred dogs

and one golden deer and two balloons on the water and seven ducks.

The wind went trough me like did the thoughts.

Write about improvisation


Improvisation is an instant composition. I take a moment, I take a sound, I take few movements, I let the poem to become a poem. I show to the audience what there is, what they could see. And I let them see what they see, I don’t control them, I don’t want to control them. We are experiencing together what ever happens.

Let the poem to come out, let the sound to come, listen to the moment, and let the moment be as long or as short as it wants to be.

Improvisation could be reacting with your body to what’s happening. It’s not about thinking and it’s not about deciding with your head. It’s about being in the moment and making decisions as they come. It’s possible to change something in the space and it’s possible to support what’s happening in different ways.

Improvisation can give a strong but maybe unconscious feeling of being pleased and enjoying when everything feels like being on their right places.