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Nykarleby
April 4, 2009
Published on my personal blog
In 2002 I visited the town Nykarleby in Finland twice for two artists-in-residence periods at the Nykarleby Art School. Nykarleby is small… REALLY small. Nonetheless, there was a genuine and irresistible charm about the place that I felt during these visits.
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April 4, 2009
Published on my personal blog
In 2002 I visited the town Nykarleby in Finland twice for two artists-in-residence periods at the Nykarleby Art School. Nykarleby is small… REALLY small. Nonetheless, there was a genuine and irresistible charm about the place that I felt during these visits.
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Invisible cities
March 24, 2008
Published on Point of view
Yesterday evening I dusted off the video case of What’s eating Gilbert Grape. In the opening sequence the protagonist, the young man Gilbert Grape, introduces the small town he is living in: ‘describing Endora is like dancing with no music’.
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March 24, 2008
Published on Point of view
Yesterday evening I dusted off the video case of What’s eating Gilbert Grape. In the opening sequence the protagonist, the young man Gilbert Grape, introduces the small town he is living in: ‘describing Endora is like dancing with no music’.
continue reading...
This is Nykarleby
5.38 min / 2005
This is Nykarleby is a modest tribute to the peculiarities of life on the countryside. Nykarleby is a small town in the middle of Finland. Far away from the urbanised south of Finland, it has preserved several strange habits among which the tractor get-togethers that take place every Friday evening. Part of this teenage ritual is racing and spinning daddy's tractor around town, resulting in somewhat hallucinari situations.
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This is Nykarleby is a modest tribute to the peculiarities of life on the countryside. Nykarleby is a small town in the middle of Finland. Far away from the urbanised south of Finland, it has preserved several strange habits among which the tractor get-togethers that take place every Friday evening. Part of this teenage ritual is racing and spinning daddy's tractor around town, resulting in somewhat hallucinari situations.
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