Monday, 20 December 2010

some are like water, some are like the heat. some are a melody and some are the beat.


anonymous, dec 17 2010 9:49 pm.


this blog is awesome.

it provokes thoughts, feelings, makes you stop for a while every now and then. it's like taking one deep breath before moving on again into the hectic. I enjoy the peace in your photographs.

I like the originality and the familiarity of your ideas.
(evaluating is for professional people, not my forte.)

more! hot boys and dancing girls, dancing boys and hot girls.

I'll stay for the time being.

calimero, dec 16 2010 10:17 pm.


"Muumimamma sanoo, että elämän tarkoitus on elää niin, että jokainen päivä on juhla ja hakea kellarista hillopurkki. Kun elämästä ei voi tarkkaan tietää, täytyy yrittää olla onnellinen tänään"

taikku, dec 15 2010 4:47 pm.


I'm Clementine. Can I borrow a piece of your chicken?

And you picked it out of my plate before I could answer and it felt so intimate like we were already lovers.

taru, dec 11 2010 6:51 pm.


More action, less talk!
More talk, worse ideas!
Better ideas, less photos!
More photos, less action!
Great ideas, worse photos!
Less action, great photos!
More great, less more!

eerodaddy voodoodaddy, dec 11 2010 2:03 pm.

thank you all. each and every comment read, appreciated, loved and will be forever cherished.
you five readers above, please email ( your postal address and I'll send out a little gift.

and last but not least, the lovely people at nikon promised to throw in one of their demo cameras and that goes out to your perfect enemy who said (on dec 16 2010 1:23 pm.)

Kuvat ja niihin liittyvät tekstit kertovat kauneuden näkemisen lahjasta arjessa - elämä on kaunis jos osaa avata silmät ja katsoa. Ja sinä Mikko osaat. Heijastuksissa, väreissä, vauhdissa, valossa, hetkissä, ajassa, liikkeessä.
Tunnelmallisten kuvien lisäksi blogissasi tuntuu olevan iloa ja aitoa onnellisuutta - tulee hyvä mieli ja hymyilyttää.
Kiitos. jatkathan?

kiitos. jatkan.



Wednesday, 15 December 2010

portrait of a dancer.


eric / paparazzi

don't forget to leave your comments on the post below either.

Saturday, 11 December 2010

how far down does the rabbit hole go?


yes? you like? you don't like?
six months, give or take a few days, 37 posts this one included.

puoli vuotta blogitusta. hirvee homma. 37 postausta tämä mukaanlukien.
nyt rakas lukijani sana on vapaa. kerro kerro kerro.
jätä kommentti tähän postaukseen ja lauantaina 18.12. arvotaan jouluyllätys.

overall comments?
you trying to seduce me?
would you like me to seduce you?
hot boys and dancing girls?
stay forever?

please leave your comments on this post by sat Dec 18th.
yes, there will be a christmas giveaway.



Thursday, 9 December 2010

forever yours faithfully.


Tiptoe through our shiny city
with our diamond slippers on
do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders.

Thursday, 25 November 2010

Tuesday, 23 November 2010

like an angel passing through my room.












when talent meets talent meets talent and the outcome is presented in a location extraordinaire you know you're getting more than you ever bargained for. the beautiful and yes, talented, dancers are maryam nikandish & sophie augot. i love.

Monday, 15 November 2010

same same but different.


i miss barcelona. i reallyreally do.

Saturday, 30 October 2010

like an old fashioned piano party.


when details speak in volumes. it's all coming back to me as if it was only yesterday. smells, bus routes, people and places. 'don't think about them as thousands of people, think about them as thousands of lights'.

Friday, 29 October 2010

Saturday, 23 October 2010

of life & love.

my mother's strenght slowly faded and as life seemed to disappear from her eyes, the ilness took over more and more of her fragile being. a year ago on this day she finally gave in and quietly and calmly as the night itself when it happened, she took her last breath, only 13 short months after my father's passing. I felt that I was being cheated by life and that I was left complitely alone with nothing but nothingness and grief. many dark and lonely months followed, many dark and lonely months passed.

on one day, no particular, or different from any other day I woke up and felt as if I saw the sunlight for the first time in my life. it came to me that it had come time to move on. my parents were no doctors or presidents but common people. they rarely understood what I wanted to do or where I wanted to go. or why. but none the less the were always my parents and I was always their son. they taught me that I should always choose for myself and wherever I went or what ever I did, I should do so with elegance and grace. and whoever I met, I should always meet them with kindness and respect. especially my dear mother, who on her last leg with us taught me that there is light even in the darkest places. most of all and most importantly, they taught me to love. not only myself, but life, everything it has to offer and those who are deprived of it, those who are being shut out or are unable to speak for themselves.

against this backdrop, on this day when I commemorate those who are no longer with me, it fills my heart with great joy that we get to celebrate love and continuity of life in a wedding. not mine, but dear friends who have promised to love and cherish each other for the rest of their lives. I truly feel that there is still much to be seen and experienced in the world and that nothing embarks the legacy of my parents better than tonight's festivities.




Monday, 11 October 2010

silent towers.

as the day was folding away the fog surrounded everything into it's silent embrace. the street lamps shone their stale yellow glow, the trees stood still and the towering buildings were like silent guardians overlooking the party getting started down in the basement. lucky me, I happened to pop up to the corner shop to get some more crisps and witness how the horizon disappeared and everything seemed to float in the air. once again, happy birthday dear and many happy returns!












Thursday, 7 October 2010

Tuesday, 5 October 2010

just like cotton candy.


cotton candy, candyfloss, pashmak or fairy floss, call it what you wish but the clouds on my way home last week served the most beautiful and peaceful setting to reflect upon the perfect weekend spent with beautiful friends, old and new alike, i thank you all and hope to see you soon. all my love.

Monday, 20 September 2010

somewhere over the rainbow.


somewhere over the rainbow
skies are blue
and the dreams that you dare to dream
really do come true.

Friday, 17 September 2010

what would you do?

a small editor's (that being me) note; in the past couple of weeks I've had more and more visits from abroad and being the always-charming-always-polite me that I am, I thought about swapping into english to include everyone on these little stories of mine. I sincerely hope this change suits everyone and nobody feels left out or otherwise mistreated. love you all more than rainbows.


a few weeks back I was lucky enough to hear those sweet words in a meeting with a (then yet to be) new client.
"what would you do?"
honestly? I would tell a story of an 80-year old family business with an incredible amount of talent, craftmanship, heritage and a house full of people with love and respect to their craft. how? I had no idea, but this is what I came up with.







pertti palmroth / made in finland since 1918