Sunday, September 04, 2005

sunday chicks melt in rain

i know we need it. but bunnies, sydney and rain just don't go together.


i think i will sit indoors hugging the radiator, with my blinds closed and music so loud that it hides the sound of the rain. not that i really have a choise tho. i have to finish my tutorial presentation today. not fun, not fun at all.

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oh, almost forgot to tell you. i mentioned that i went to the exhibition opening on wednesday. after seeing all the works, i was standing outside the gallery with my mates minding my own business and enjoying the free white wine. suddenly i see the friggen maiden of finland walk past me! once again i choke on my wine.

she was in her mid twenties, she had long blond wig, blue eyes and she was wearing a white dress with the blue cross sewn on it. it was so clear that i couldn't miss it.

to any of you finnish bunnies out there, you'd know exactly what i'm talking abt. for you non-finns, here's a quick explanation:
"the maiden of finland is the personification of finland, much as marianne in france, deutscher michel in germany and uncle sam for the united states.

she is a young woman in her mid-twenties with often braided blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing a blue and white national costume or a white dress

as a symbol, the finnish maiden has been used since the 18th century when she was pictured as a a woman wearing a turreted crown, and then developing as finland gained a national consciousness, and independence."


i can't tell you how freaky it was to see my own national symbol walk past me in a bloody exhibition opening on the wrong side of the planet!

well, at that point enough wine glasses had past my hand so i stormed right after her to ask what the fuck was going on.

i found out that she was half finnish and had just been to finland for the first time in june-july. apparently she was on a quest to explore her own identity as an australian finnish artist. i also found out that she goes to my uni. we made a coffee date for tuesday. which should be fun. maybe there's a work to be made.

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