pühapäev, veebruar 28, 2010

Rahvuslik ilu. National beauty.

WHAT IS CONSIDERED BEAUTIFUL IN YOUR COUNTRY?


We are working on a special project called "Beauty Around the World" and would love to hear from our viewers in around the globe. We want to know what is considered BEAUTIFUL in your country. Is beauty defined by large or small body sizes, or tight or loose-fitted clothing? Do you live in a country where women are covered? What are the cultural or religious influences behind beauty in your country? Is getting plastic surgery considered beautiful where you live? Do women have unique traditions that make them more beautiful? What are your special beauty secrets or tricks? We would love to hear how beauty is different in your country compared to beauty in the United States. 
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Oprah üleskutse. Ja ma ei tea kas ma suudan vastata.Oprahs´ call. and I dont know if I can find any answer at all in the context of my own country
I don´t think we know. I don´t think we do think about it. All we have is some kind of illusions and reactions and comments in concrete situations. But we haven´t really ever put in words what an estonian thinks is beautyful, have we now?
There are visions, stereotypes and models that are sort of meant to illustrate "the imagined estonian perfection", but those don´t exist in real life. Like the dolls in national costumes or people in fancy costumes dancing on the "penguins ball" or the presidents´ reception celebrating the birthday of the republic. Which is, by the way, today.
When I google "national beauty" in estonian (rahvuslik ilu) I only get news about clothes, architecture, enivornment, home decoration, nature, art and jewelry. Not people. When I serach "criterias for beauty" (ilu kriteeriumid) it is even worse. The first post then talks not about crietrias for beauty, but  for success. I guess thats what overshadows our thoughts of other things. We know how to talk about beautyful THINGS, but not about beauty as such?
OK, what if I tranferred the conceptions and understanding of beauty from architectural field to humans in my country? Estonians bow to spacious dwellings surrounded by nature, but squeeze cramped offices inbetween architectural heritage in our cities. We dream of country houses, but we abandon the countryside. Can I say the same about our attitude towards ourselves? the lush, natural, fell-good-beauty thats comes from inner satisfaction and self-confidence is forcefully abaondoned for the sake of appearance and stereotypical margins of "what I need to be like so they´ll accept me."
Hmm.... I dont think we are all like that, but some are. And if it comes out we have never just sat down about thought about the things in ourselves we consider beautyful, then based on what are we searching for better looks, better shape, better appearance? We used to, at least Miss Estonia WAS a very popular and fashionable event in the beginning of the 1990ies. Then its popularity dropped rapidly. Wealth, success and image drew us more.
The exhibition of nationalities in Kumu exhibits a work called "estonian race", which presents young soldiers´ heads. I can´t see any beauty in them - I can´t read anonymous faces without background and personalities.
But you certainly cannot rely on me when it comes to wording crietrias for beauty. I love exceptionality, originality; I am an artist, I sometimes even prefer the grotesque to the stereotypically beautyful. I consider the ordinary and bland faces ugly and I am drawn to defects rather than symmetry.
they say peoples´ basic perception of beauty is common around the world. Symmetrical faces, big eyes, high cheekbones, broad forehead, small ears etc. The estonians get puffed up when someone says again that estonian women are the most beautyful in the world. How clever of the ones who say it. they must know we don´t really take time to analyze what it actually means. maybe it is not even said about the estonian girls but the russians living here.
                  Is beauty defined by small or large body sizes or tight or loose-fitting clothes?
Well, the body size is such a relative matter and depends on the age, position and location a lot. No one complains about a country granny being a little plump, but when the bit younger wife of a businessman in a bigger city has a swimming hoop around her waist or is a bit apple-shaped, everyone starts pointing fingers at her. Young girls compete with each other about how slim their jeans can be, their legs are like sticks. They get scolded of course. Bu mothers-secretaries-housewives who spend hours in gyms, beauty salons and live on ceasar salad and orange juice. Well, thats women. In general, women need to be fit - hourglass shaped, tall, sportive. But men don´t have to be. They can be the poet-type, nerdy, frail, not-suitable-for-the-army-service stick figures, they can be beer-bellied politicians and over-exercised Goliaths. I dont think the word "beautyful" or even "handsome" is ever used in this country about men. We do have the "sexy-unsexy" categories though... thats a completely different matter. The men receiving the title aren´t even "beautyful". Lord knows. The women on the other hand need to be loud, proud and provocativein some way to receive that title.
I don´t want my granny to look like Joan Rivers. I am not asking my dad to straighten up and become taller and more muscular. he´s going to be a tiny, whiny old guy some day who needs a ladder to get into the bus. I have never considered myself beautyful, and I have been all possible sizes.... So can size actually be a criteria for beauty? Is a smaller apple prettier? Or is a mouse more beautyful than a cow? Big or petite, it is not about that [or taht alone].
 But I do think I look chic in my self-made, fitted clothes that emhpasize my personality. It´s like with Jane Eyre, with bland looks you need a certain aura to compensate. that aura is affected by many things, buts most of all our actual well-being. The most universal and independent criteria for beauty is to look healthy, energetic, happy and fit (not in the sense of being very muscular, but being a functional human being, having strenght and energy to live and take action. The thing people fear most IS death. Weary, unenergetic, static, emotionless, sick, terribly upset or mad, yelling and shouting, agressive people are demons from the Netherworld. Negativity in the pose, looks or state of mind pushes people away, no matter how stunning the appearance may be. Sicknesses are repulsing, even if a person is close to us and we may feel sorry and stay with them and be afraid, all the actual beauty still  disappears from them. Whether you´re thick or thin, a muslim or a buddhist, feeling good and being healthy gives you a shine. It is like the sparkle of life in people. You either glow or you are gray, gloomy and put people at an unease and make them stay away from the breath of Death and demons. I have had the demons of sickness in me, and I know exactly how ugly I was. I was so ugly I counldn´t look at my own reflection on the shop windows. Well, I can´t buy more attractiveness for myself, and I couldn´t ever have someone CUT me into a pretty person (cutting means hurting, breaking, scratching the entity, it is no cure, it is an attack against oneself, it is having someone take away your balance and wholesomeness). But people arent turning their looks away any more. They are not avoiding speaking to me.
Looking healthy is the key. A healthy person (in the body and mind) is also energetic and active, that keeps us fit (and most likely slim too!) Feeling good shows on our face. We smile more. Smiling makes people prettier. Well not everybody but...in most cases. A person who is not afraid to smile and doesnt need a reason to smile other than feeling good inside can approach others with ease. The closer you go to someone the more likely they are to notice the things that make you attractive. Good health shows others that you make the right choices in life. You are a role model.
Stay away from ugliness, the things of death and demons. Cherish yourself, take care and keep up a positive mentality. I think that´s where beauty lies.

esmaspäev, veebruar 22, 2010

Muuseumipäevik: rahvustemaatika, reaalsuse ilu ja vaateaken. Museum diary: national pride and the beauty of reality on a display window.

Kas olete kunagi mõelnud, mis tunne oleks olla mõnest teisest rahvusest? Suudate te ette kujutada, et armsaimad värvid oleksid sini-must-valge asemel näiteks kollane, must ja roheline? Või siis punane ja lilla.... Kas kujutate oma lapsi ette skandeerimas, et nad pühendavad oma elu Türgi õitsengule või kas suudate end ette kujutada kedagi sedavõrd rahvuslikul pinnal vihkamas, et ründate otseselt tema isiklikku elumaja ja võibolla kipute kellegi elu kallale?

Have you even wondered what it would be like being from another nationality than your current self?
Can you imagine your instantly recognizing different flag colors, different symbols and slogans? Would you agree to shout slogans to the prosperity of China or Turkey or dedicate your life to Iran or Burma? Can you imagine hating someone as much as to attack their house or maybe even kill them?

Arvan, et äärmuslik rahvuslus on tegelikult enamikule osale inimestest üpris raskestimõistetav, sellesse ei taha ega suuda üks harilik eesti inimene sisse elada. Seega on üsna raske vaadata ka Kumu näitust Räägime rahvuslusest! Ideoloogia ja identiteedi vahel. Teisalt on meil muidugi olemas kogemus ühe teise rahvuse türanniale allutatusest. Aga ikkagi, me ise ju pole sellised olnud? Või...

I think extreme nationalism is actuallydifficult to even imagine to most normal people, we can´t connect to it. For that reason it is pretty unexplicable to look at the exhibition on nationalities in Kumu (Between ideology and identity). We do have an experience on surrendering to another nations´ chauvinism but not what it feels like to have that kind of worldview.

Praeguses maailmas kõlab palju hääli, mis räägivad, et rahvusi kui selliseid pole kaasajal üldse vaja ning pooldada tuleks täielikku ühtesulamist või rahva määratlemist sootuks teistel alustel. Aga ikkagi püsib ka riikide rahvuslik iseloom ning ka paljukultuurilistes ühiskondades domineerib rahvuslikel traditsioonidel rajanev kultuuriruum ja arusaamad. See kaoks ainult siis, kui kõik inimesed korraga järsku loobuksid neidsamu arusaamu järgmisele põlvkonnale edasi andmast.

In the world of today many people are saying there is no place for nationalities as such and everyone should support complete globalization and integration or defining the concept of nationality from a totally different ground. But still, the national base of states and countries stays and even in multicultural societies  the dominant culture is based on national understanding and history. It would only disappear if suddenly evey single person would decide not to pass those principles on to the next generation.

Ja isegi fakt et rahvuslikus mõttelaadis võib peituda marurahvuslikkuse tekke oht, ei pane ometi inimesi oma rahvust salgama. Ja kui me ei saaks aru vajadusest rahvustunde järele, ei suudaks me ilmselt seletada ka äärmusi - nii kodumaatust kui über-patriotismi. Võibolla on asi pigem nii, et marurahvuslased on inimesed, kes ei oska piiritleda, milles tõeliselt seisneb rahvustunne, ning muutuvad seeläbi ise masinlikuks stereotüübiks. Nad ei leia oma rahvustundele loomupärast vormi ning see vormub vastuseisuks sellele, "Mida Ma Kindlalt Tean, Et Ma Ise Pole." Aga seda, kes nad ON, ei suuda nad sõnastada. Ilma vastase kujundita pole selliseid inimesi üldse olemas ning omaenda rahvuse jaoks on nad rahvuse antitees. 

even the fact that the threat of extremism may lie inside the national worldview probably won´t turn people away from their nation. If we did not understand the need for a nationality we would also not understand the extremes - patriotism, the lack of a national identity, hatred, chauvinism... Maybe the nationalists are people who can´t identify themselves at all, they don´t really know what their nationality is about. They turn themselves into stereotypes. They can´t find a natural shape and form to their national identity and it becomes just an opposition to What I Firmly Know I Am Not. But who they ARE, they can´t express. Without the image of the Other these extremists don´t exist as individuals. They are the antithesis of a nation to their own people.
Varuge aega. Näitusel on palju videosid, millest mõni üle 20 minuti pikk. Paar 10-minutilist ja mõned lühemad ja siis mõni lõputu. Kõiki tasub vaadata (välja arvatud eesti omi). Kvaliteet on küll selline, nagu amatöörfilmtegijast kunstnike puhul eeldada võibki, aga mõte on sees. Pean küll ütlema, et ma ei saanud videoist ega teistest teostest vastust, miks ekstremism, marurahvuslus, natsionalism mingis konkreetses kohas tekib. Isegi kui mulle näidatakse põhjust ja tagajärge, kirjeldatakse sotsiaalset olukorda, tutustatakse riigis kehtivaid seadusi või räägitakse ajaloost, ikkagi ei vasta see küsimusele, miks need tunded niimoodi väljenduvad, kui inimesed vähegi suudavad oma käitumise eest vastutada. Ja miks ei võeta neid mittesuutjaid vastutusele kui kurjategijaid? Kuidas on võimalik ametlikul tasandil aktsepteerimine ja kinnimätsimine mõrvade või veel hullema suhtes? Kas riik ja rahvus kui sellised tervikuna on suutelised kaotama mõtlemisvõime?
Take time. The exhibition has a lot of videos, some over 20 minutes long, some 10-minute clips and a few shorts and a few endless. All worth watching, except for the estonian pieces. I must say I did not get an answer to the question why extremism, jingoism, nationalism are born in some specific spot. Even if you show me a cause and the consequence, the reason and the result, I still don´t get it. Where does the model come from to express those feelings of uncertainty, fear of losing You Own Self and trying to identify as someone through violence, why are those feelings expressed in such an unnatural way? Is a nation capable of losing the ability to think?
Kes teab, kas ühelgi rahval on sellele vastuseid. Aga igal pool on siiski neid, kes vastuseid otsivad, ja see on hea. Et on salaja puu otsast luuravaid kunstnikke, kes lihtsalt jälgivad ja püüavad esile tuua nähtuste erinevaid aspekte, ise seisukohta võtmata.
I wonder if anyone has answers to that. but there are still those [artists] that are seeking for the truth, sitting in the tree observing that mad world, even if they can´t get to the bottom of things. It would be far worse to think we know how things are without bothering to check if it holds true
Viini saiakesed nägid kaugelt välja nagu hambaproteesid. Ärge laske ennast hirmutada.
I thought the very last pictures in the exhibition hall were dentures but they were danish pastries.
Allpool, 4. korrusel olid eesti skulptuuri ühe suurnime, Anton Starkopfi teosed. Skulptuuridel pole rahvust. Modellil oli ehk. Teoses võib aga eestlanna muutuda A La Jaapanlannaks. Ja mõnest rahvuskangelasest on saanud Täitsa Savi (keraamiline pea). Kui 5. korrusel lahatakse rahvustemaatikat, siis Starkopf kaardistab inimest kui keha, mis liigub, hingab, tunneb, kannatab, armastab... Me elame oma kehas, paneme selle tööle, nii elab rahvus omas riigis ja liigutab selle hammasrattaid. Mõni rahvus võib väänduda ja moonduda sarnaselt savikujuga. Mõnel juhul valatakse see vankumatusse pronksi.
Starkopfil oli kahtlemata väga tugev rahvustunne, kindel missioon ja sisemine vastutus võtta oma õlgadele kunstihariduse juhtimine. Kuid kunstis huvitas teda rohkem materjali kui inimeste päritolu. Mitte iga objekt ei omanda vormi, vaid kunstnik vabastab vormi üleliigsest asjasusest. Puhastab .... sellest, mis see pole. Kuid erinevalt rahvuslikest konfliktidest ei ole kunstis olemuslikult vajaliku ja üleliigse vahel vastuolu. Üleliigseta ei oleks kunstniku tööd ja vabaneva vormita jälle poleks tööl mõtet. On oluline eristada, aga väärtustada mõlemat. Inimühiskonnas ei ole üleliigset... on, nagu üksteisest eristudes ei lükka me mitte materjali kõrvale, vaid loome sarnasest puust mitu skulptuuri.
Satrkopfi teostes väljenduv emotsioon on pea füüsiliselt tajutav, ta on teinud lihtsaks sellesse sisseelamise. Imelik, et vahel on kergem samastuda elutu objekti kui endast erineva mõttelaadiga inimesega....

Ahsoo jah. Tasuta päeval oli Kumu täis vene keelt kõnelevaid külastajaid. Tekkis küsimus, et kas põhjamaa rahvas eestlased on peljanud täistuisanud teid ja seekord koju jäänud? Kuid vene hinge sisseelamisvõime teiste tunnetesse tundus mulle kõrvaltvaatajana siiski pealiskaudne ja kohati vältiv...

Nojah. Näitused on lahti kevade-varasuveni, aega maa ja ilm. Varem justkui suudeti neid tihedamini vaheldada...

Mikkeli muuseumis olid ju Kadunud aegade aarded ka päris kaua üleval, aga olen kindel, et paljudel teist jäi see ikkagi nägemata. Praegu on muuseum päris ärakadunud aegadest jõudnud 19. sajandisse, mil maailma vaadati sellisena, nagu ta oli... kui me üldse seda näha suudame? Kui kõik ainult näib, kas realismi saab üldse realismiks kutsuda?
Tolle näituse puhul on kõige olulisem ette kujutada nende maalide igapäevaelu nende omanike koduseintel (kõik olid pärit erakogudest). Kuidas see maal endale saadi, kui teadlikult seda otsiti, kui kaua selle hankimine aega võttis? Mida koguja selles hindab? Miks just need pildid? Miks just sellised vaated? Püüdsin ette kujutada et olen rikas kunstikoguja, kes osaleb oksjonil...teate, SEE on küll võimatu.  Mina, rikas koguja? Tule taevas appi. Pigem kujutlen end türklasena...
Ühel maalidest oli keegi daam nö. mandoliinimängijana. huvitav, mida kunstnik palus tal kujutleda. "Vaata unistavalt lakke / akna poole, nagu mõtleksid oma kõige meeldivamale kohtumisele!" See naine küll püüab, aga tema ilme jääb ikka kramplikuks. Mõni lihtsalt ei suuda end teise rolli panna. Isegi teeselda mitte.

Kuhu sa täistuisanud linnas ikka rohkem vantsid. Käisime veel Linnagaleriis kahe arhitekti Fjuki ja Vahtre pisut absurdseid fotokollaaže vaatamas. Kujutage ette, kui Lasnamäe paneelika akendest vaataks välja kellegi hiiglaslikud sääred! Või mis oleks, kui Lühike Jalg oleks majakatuste servani mullaga täidetud... Linnaruum kui keha, mis on seotud teiste kehadega. Linn  kui organism oma funktsioonide ja tundeseisunditega. Pesulõksud.
Misasja, ütlete. Mina ka. Mõnikord jäävad puhast taju häirima kõrvalised pisidetailid. Teose sõnumit varjutavad näiteks tuletõrjealarmid seinal, luugiservad, ülemäärased varjud ja kübemed. Mõni teos vajab täielikult puhastatud tajumisruumi. Näiteks EESTI rahvusluse teemalisel näitusel. Kuid kas see on üldse võimalik? alati asub teos mingis ruumis, alati see ruum kuidagi mõjutab seda. Galerii, muuseum, neil on oma aura, need muudavad teost. Kui ei eksisteeriks mitte kui midagi peale teose siis ehk tajuksime seda puhtalt. aga siis oleks ikka meie ise ja meie tunded.... absurd. sama ehk segab meil teiste inimeste tunnete tõlkimist, neisse sisse elamist. Ja mõista kellegi teise rahvustunde sisu on ilmselgelt võimatu...

Teate, Tallinnas on üks muuseum juures. Teatrinukkude muuseum Nukuteatri juures. Masinad ja kassid nurruvad vaateaknal. Nukurahvas.... nad jäävad rahvuse ja skulptuuri vahele kuskile. Nukkudel justkui olekski oma riik, justkui Buratinos. Neil on identiteet. Neil on ajalugu ja missioon. Aga nuku kaudu saab teinekord kujutleda kellegi teise mõttemaailma kergemini kui teise inimese kaudu. Miks on see ainult mängult nii lihtne?

neljapäev, veebruar 18, 2010

esmaspäev, veebruar 15, 2010

Ma ei kirjuta palju, sest ma teen rohkem tööd. I dont write that much cause I am working more.

Möödunud on viltimisrohke jõuluvaheaeg, praktika Pelgulinna koolis ja üks tööpäev kunstiõpetaja asendajana, üks seisab ees. Homme seisab ees lepingu sõlmimine 52 idee projekti teostamiseks (kas aprillis või juba varem).
What´s behind: a feltmaking midwinter time, school practice in my old highschool, a day as a substitute art teacher and one more day to go. Full day. Tomorrow I am going to sign a conract to perform a sort of happening or an art project in connection with the Cultural capital 2011 programme.
Ja ma tegin vahepeal superhäid leibu ja leivataignast knöödleid ja kalapirukaid.
And I made super-delicious breads and bread-knödels and fish pie out of sourbread dough.
Muuseas, muuseumipäevik ei saanud läbi ainult seepärast, et nüüd musueumiaasta lugemisaasta vastu vahetus.
The museum diary will go on even on the now "Year of reading".
Plaanis on Kumu rahvuste näitus ära vaadata ja kui võimalik, siis korraks Tartusse põigata. Vahepeal õnnestus aga Lastemuuseumis Mini-Piparkoogimaanial käia ja eks sealtki läheb muuseumiteemasse linnuke kirja.
I am planning to see the nation-themed exhibition in Kumu and take a trip to Tartu. Meanwhile I skipped into Childrens´ museum and saw the gingerbread exhibition compiled of works from kindergartens and primary schools.

Ja reisusihiks oli meile Rotermann

My felted thingies on a freaky fashion show

Bubbles, Ethical Estonian Souvenir/Design Gallery Tallinn

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