Keeps Getting Petter And Petter

Translated for my possible new foreign readers’ convenience! I translate my blog entries quite seldom nowadays because I’m a piece of shit like that.

Helsinki International Comic Festival 2015! // I took far too many zines with me. / The fuck are we supposed to fit all that into my trunk. / No idea, lol. // 270-ish zines to be exact? Less than a half would’ve been plenty enough. / OH WELL. // Pasta and red wine at friend’s house. / The liberal bubble of Kallio, Helsinki.

Nothing much on Friday. / It’s impossible to enjoy the show in the main tent. / (Murmuring and incomprehensible noises from main stage) // Happy hour it is! // Later in Karhupuisto park: / Feels weird to have friends from different social classes and (sub)cultures. / (Classical music and Madonna, screenwriter of a famous Finnish soap opera) / (Punk rock, watches the soap opera) / Please tell me spoilers, will ya? / No fucking way. Ismo will stay, though. / As if I should somehow be embarrassed for either one of them. Stupid brain! Some sort of caveman atavisms or something.

SMALL fucking PRESS fucking HEAVEN for fuck’s sake! // People loved HeteroseXual Animals #2. // Comic blogger meeting was crowded! Couldn’t ask for self portraits because my sketchbook was full. / I’m your super-fan! You drew me horribly! My first album just got published!* // 6,90€ for a fucking beer!?

(*: Viivi Rintanen – Mielisairaalan kesätyttö [Suuri Kurpitsa])

Official afterparty at Dubrovnik was expensive as shit so us bloggers and Namifetsi the queer-feminist zine participants went to Karhupuisto. / (Discussion about sex, drugs, gender, racism and pee-pee and poo-poo.)

On Sunday we had to leave quite early, so I left 60 zines for Jiipu to sell. They sold 21! And will sell more at their invite-only comic release party in Tampere. // Hey Anssi, we’ll come to your car a few minutes late. / K.

OLI IHANAT KEKKERIT ENSI VUONNA LISÄÄ NAMIA FETSIN TÄYDELTÄ NAMINAMI UH AH

Kategoria: merda d'artista.