Tinet is a cartoonist, illustrator, letterer, graphic designer, editor, translator and pig-keeper.



Other parts of Tinet's internet presence are, for instance:

The main website



Another blog



The Blog of Swine



Chirayliq



and some photos on Flickr



   

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Favourite entries

Photography:
¤ Mum and Ainur were visiting
¤ Sunny Saturday
¤ Cheap thrills
¤ Labour Day
¤ Definitely no Sergei Elmgren III
¤ Mum was here
¤ Nordens ark
¤ Cool weather today
¤ Piggies in my bed
¤ Black & white
¤ Two collages
¤ Bankhar mä!
¤ Lilac skies
¤ Kickass industrial sites
¤ Mayday
¤ Views from Pankow and a backyard
¤ Kugelblitz & cuddly 'street art'
¤ Shameless exploitation of workers and communists
¤ Berlin, Berlin
¤ Cuteness
¤ More Berlin
¤ Ouch, my feet ...
¤ Frosty collage
¤ Another fine old house hits the dust
¤ Horror and pigeons
¤ The smooth sides of houses
¤ Streets of Lund 2006
¤ Hungry for Hills
¤ Skärhamn
¤ Foggy sun
¤ Furry puppies
¤ Snow and a sleeping little baby
¤ Around the railway tracks in Lund
¤ The moon
¤ Lund in October
¤ The steaming sea
¤ Misc. scenes from Orust
¤ Territorial disputes
¤ Road Trippin'
¤ Sergei's tail
¤ Yellow
¤ The sleepy kingdom of Princess Mitsu
¤ A house, graffiti and a rook
¤ Green
¤ Feather canyons everywhere
¤ Sky and earth
¤ Misc. perspectives on Orust
¤ Mushrooms
¤ Fauna
¤ Flora
¤ A window
¤ Green landscapes
¤ My babies
¤ Dead house
¤ Dead elk
¤ Views on our home
¤ Pictures from a spontaneous cycling tour
¤ A parking lot in Malmö
¤ Twilight sky
¤ A once nice house
¤ Serpieri, the flying pig
¤ Yukata madness
¤ Rundown allotment garden
¤ Bristly!
¤ Furry!
¤ Home
¤ Dead animals
¤ Ängavallens gård
¤ Gothenburg
¤ One of the 2-3 pictures that actually came out perfect
¤ Where animals travel to their death
¤ Winter in Kävlinge
¤ Orient and Occident - blurry concepts!
¤ My baby is such a tease
¤ Eggs are interesting
¤ Here's the wuffie!
¤ The Carpathians
¤ Anti-kitsch
¤ Sunset over Kävlinge
¤ My cuddlymunchkins
¤ Streets of Lund
¤ Food

Dreams:
¤ Elephant digging up old bones + a burglary
¤ MSU in my subconscious
¤ Bad puppy
¤ The mansion
¤ A dream of menstruation in Sin City
¤ My dreams are so nice sometimes (aka Russian Policewoman)
¤ Desperately trying to reach MGU
¤ Blood, devastation, death, war and horror dream #6
¤ Family life
¤ Dreams, bloody dreams
¤ I need a sword
¤ Tony Blair & Lenin haunt me

Stuff:
¤ My thoughts on the presidential elections in France
¤ Just google it! - Nana version
¤ Meat has it all
¤ The amazing world of Swedish copyright laws
¤ Anna Politkovskaya
¤ It's about time we all get out and vote for love!
¤ Bilal's Nikopol vs. Moore's Promethea: Being possessed by gods and forced to have sex in comics
¤ Tinet's kitchen of pain
¤ The hymen is an evil MYTH!!!

¤ Gouache
¤ Pigasso paintings
¤ The Light comes from the Right
¤ Some kind of Valentine
¤ 2006 - a card and a snow Mitsu
¤ Serilda
¤ Standing on eggshells
¤ Mmm ... surströmming
¤ Rudolfo from the rapeseed fields
¤ The freedom to not choose
¤ Red China Comics
¤ Till alla svenskjävlar som inte klarar av att sätta komma i ert eget språk
¤ The Kostroma Elk farm
¤ The boob diaries part 4 - conclusion
¤ The boob diaries part 3
¤ The boob diaries part 2
¤ Breast cancer can be fun
¤ Why can't I wear a skirt and still be one of the guys?
¤ Garlic update #2
¤ Garlic update
¤ EU garlic is no good against vampires.
¤ I want to learn Maltese!
¤ Dirty men in the public library
¤ The marvels of life #4637
¤ My new life as a one-armed bandit
¤ Severiina exposed
¤ Severiina - a tale of an obsession
¤ On drawing techniques
¤ TschöRmen
¤ I might be going insane.
¤ 15 reasons




Some favourite blogs:

artifex
Baci dalla provincia
Кладовка
Saunahoney
Yellow Peril







Nyt on yö.
Minä kuljen yksin
tyhjiä katuja.
En tiedä, mihin olen menossa,
hyvä kun tiedän mistä
olen tulossa,
ja ruumiissani
soi tuhat kaunista ja
voimakasta sävelmää,
minun koko menneisyyteni,
ja silmissäni loistavat
tuhannen ihmisen silmät,
silmien takana tuntemattomuus,
tätä naista ei tunne kukaan,
se ei ole vielä täysin syntynytkään,
ei kukaan tiedä
mitä se on tulevaisuudessa.


- Mirka Lattunen



Necuvintele

El a întins spre mine o frunză ca o mână cu degete.
Eu am întins spre el o mână ca o frunză cu dinţi.
El a întins spre mine o ramură ca un braţ.
Eu am întins spre el braţul ca o ramură.
El schi-a înclinat spre mine trunchiul
ca un umăr.
Eu mi-am înclinat spre el umărul
ca un trunchi noduros.
Auzeam cum se încetineşte sângele meu suind ca seva.
Eu am trecut prin el.
El a trecut prin mine.
Eu am rămas un pom singur.
El
un om singur

- Nichita Stănescu



Kunst ist nicht ein Spiegel, den man der Wirklichkeit vorhält, sondern ein Hammer, mit dem man sie gestaltet.

- Karl Marx



The Hermit’s Song

A hiding tuft, a green-barked yew tree
Is my roof,
While nearby a great oak tree keeps me
Tempest-proof.

I can pick my fruit from an apple
Like an Inn,
Or can fill my fist where hazels
Shut me in.

A clear well beside me offers
Best of drink,
And there glows a bed of cresses
Near its brink.

Pigs and Goats, the friendliest neighbours,
Nestle near,
Wild swine come, or broods of badgers,
Grazing deer.

All the gentry of the county
Come to call!
And the foxes come behind them,
Best of all.

To what meals the woods invite me
All about!
There are water, herbs and cresses,
Salmon, trout.

A clutch of eggs, sweet mast and honey
Are my meat,
Heathberries and Whortleberries
For a sweet.

All that one could ask for comfort
Round me grows,
There are hips and haws and strawberries,
Nuts and sloes.

And when summer spreads its mantle
What a sight!
Marjoram and leeks and pignuts,
Juicy, bright.

Dainty redbreasts briskly forage
Every bush
Round and round my hut there flutter
Shallow, thrush.

Bees and beetles, music-makers,
Croon and strum;
Geese pass over, duck in autumn,
Dark streams hum.

Angry wren, officious linnet
And black-cap,
All industrious, and the woodpecker’s
Sturdy tap.

From the sea the gulls and herons
Flutter in,
While in upland heather rises
The grey hen.

In the year’s most brilliant weather
Heifers low
Through green fields, not driven nor beaten,
Tranquil, slow.

In wreathed boughs the wind is whispering,
Skies are blue,
Swans call, river water falling
Is calling too.

- Unknown old Irish poet








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Tuesday, January 10, 2006
Hungry for hills



On my way back from mum's place, I stopped by in Gothenburg to sell some of my comic books to the local comic book shop Dolores (Södra Allégatan 2B) and visit the wonderful city library (which has an excellent comics section - now even more excellent, since I donated Tunguska issue #0 to the library). I also went for a walk, during which I just had to climb all of the about 200 steps up to the fortlet Kronan (the crown). Unfortunately, its museum was closed.



There is another fortlet in Gothenburg, near the railway station, which is called The Lion. It has a gilded lion on top of it.




The view from the hill was quite nice. You could see most of Gothenburg, including one of the coolest student dorms in Sweden - the Johanneberg water tower.

The fortlet was built in 1687 to defend Gothenburg against those nasty Danes.



 


 

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Sunday, January 08, 2006
"Asphalt Mirrors" is going to be translated into Italian

The first story about Eva, "Asphalt Mirrors", is going to be published in English and Italian on the website eravamotreamicialpub.it. The Italian translation will be available soon, but the English version and an introduction in Italian are there already.

Some of the other things on that website might be interesting, too, such as the Soviet fetishism. Or maybe not, such as the abundance in certain sections of lightly dressed women. Anyway, "Asphalt Mirrors" is the first comic published there, and it seems to fit in quite well (it has both some Russian elements and some lightly dressed and well-endowed women in it).

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Tuesday, January 03, 2006
2006 ...

I made a new year's card with pictures from the second visit we made to the furry puppies of mum's acquaintance. This time, they were bigger and wilder, and their teeth were itching badly ...


Another way of celebrating the new year was by building a snow Mitsu. Here, Ainur is brushing off some snow from it.



See the snow Mitsu at night with the lantern lit, and read more about the Japanese tradition of building snow dogs at Ainur's blog.

We also made a snow Mitsu two years ago. You can see it at Mitsu's own website.

As always, the real Mitsu has lots of fun destroying the heathen idol. But this one is built quite sturdy, so it takes a bigger effort than last time ...


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Skärhamn

Today we went on a trip to Tjörn, the slightly smaller island south of our island Orust. We visited the small town Skärhamn, the name of which means literally 'skerry harbour'. In this picture you can see some of the skerries outside its harbour:






Stuff to catch lobsters with.


Ainur and mum in Skärhamn.


The bottom of the sea in a less oily part of the docks.







On the way back to Orust:

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Foggy sun

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Friday, December 30, 2005
Furry little puppies

About a week ago, we went to visit an acquaintance of my mum, who has puppies.

Here are the parents - Sasha, a West-Siberian Laika, and Lakko, a Finnish Spitz, both hunting dogs, though the multi-talent Lakko knows how to herd cattle, as well.





Their puppies were absolutely irresistible.



They stay with the four big dogs in the kennels. Unfortunately, the owner seems to be too busy with his hunting and other capitalist activities to clean up the kennels every day, so the poor little doggies have to run around in shit ...









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Snow and a sleeping little baby







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Monday, December 26, 2005
Serilda

When my old fake leather pants wore out, I was really excited, because now I had material for making a leather pig called Serilda (this old germanic name means 'armed maiden of war').

I assembled a studded necklace and some cheap silver earrings for piercings and went to work. And here she is:









I let Sergei get aquainted with Serilda (he is the adoptive father of all my toy pigs).



He wasn't really all that interested, but Serilda looked like she wanted to challenge him to a bout of kung fu. Ah, the rebellious youth ... always sticking up against their parents.



I wonder how Serilda will get along with
Sergei Jr., Severiina and Serpieri.

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Wednesday, December 21, 2005
The Stalin purges - a gendercide?

Interestingly enough, gendercide.org labels Stalin's purges in the 1930's as "gendercide", because they targeted primarily men.

Of course, something like this would never have occurred to the average non-gender conscious historian, who assumes that if something happens primarily to men, it's a genocide, while in the cases when something happens primarily to women, they are  much more willing to label it a 'gendercide'. (An example of the latter would be the witch hunts in Europe 1450-1750, where it is estimated that 40.000-60.000 people were executed, of whom only 20-25% were male.)

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Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Standing on eggshells

Inspired by Chris Crudelli's BBC program "Mind, Body and Kick Ass Moves", I went against the warning text that appears at the beginning of each episode, and tried one of the tricks featured in the program ...

Here is the video. (9.3 MB, .wmv) If you don't right-click the link and choose 'save target as', I will unleash the wild sows of the ancient bloody forests on you. Help me save bandwidth, dammit.

I regret having filmed myself with the camera in a vertical position. Windows Movie Maker distorted the picture and made me considerably shorter and broader ...

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