Showing posts with label Antti Savela. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Antti Savela. Show all posts

Thursday, 5 February 2009

Antti Savela 2009





A yellow paper at the Academy of Fine Arts, Umeå, Sweden (photo below).

The paper said;

William dragged out the first crate, tipped it on the trolley and wheeled it away with an amount of noise that would have waked the dead. I followed with the rope.


from Turtle Diary

Happy Birthday Russ !


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Monday, 4 February 2008

Antti Savela 2008



Happy birthday Russ!

Antti


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Saturday, 4 February 2006

Antti Savela 2006


Feb 4 2006. A sunny day.

John liked to draw monsters.

He drew monsters that looked like puddings with teeth, he drew monsters that had hundreds of eyes and odd numbers of ears, he drew scaly monsters, furry monsters, vegetable and mineral monsters, and unheard-of monsters that were so monstrous they had to be invisible so they wouldn't scare themselves to death. He drew red, yellow, blue, green, and purple monsters that were all blotchy with different colours.

from Monsters


Happy birthday Russ. And best wishes to all!

Friday, 4 February 2005

Antti Savela 2005

Feb 4 2005. Cold day. Windy.

It was a very special day. My first SA4QE. I was eager as a child.

The first yellow paper was placed on the rail of the bridge, crossing the river of Umea.

"I can see the bubbles but I can't hear any music," said Big John.
"Neither can I," said Jim, "but I know what I'm playing".
"Is it happy or sad?" said Big John.
"Sad," said Jim.
"That's funny," said Big John, "the bubbles look happy."

from Jim Frog



The second yellow paper was placed on the wall of a barn.

Small, Smaller

I thought that I knew all there was to know
of being small, until I saw once, black against the snow,
a shrew, trapped in my footprint, jump and fall
and jump again and fall, the hole too deep, the walls too tall.

from The Pedalling Man




Happy Birthday Russ!