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



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Another blog



The Blog of Swine



Chirayliq



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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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Wednesday, December 01, 2004
A piece of art

Click to see it big. It's a portrait of Mihai. I call it 'The Reluctant Economist' ...

Posted at 6:13 pm by turukhtan
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Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Del Mar 8

Well, at least here's someone who seems to be able to make the best of her situation - having a frustrating job, but making hilarious comics about it.

Ladies and Gentlemen - Eleanore Studer's Del Mar 8 (as ranted)!

Posted at 7:03 pm by turukhtan
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Dammit.

Magnus at Utrikespolitiska Föreningen took an interview with me today about Siberia, "because you've been there, and we don't have anyone else". It went better than expected, although I mostly forgot to say all the interesting and important things about Yukos and evil hypocrite oligarchs like Khodorkovsky who pretend to be friends of the working man, although they are the richest man in Russia thanks to tax evasion. Instead, I just rambled on about things like Asian type toilets (well, that's my specialty, after all ...).
So, whatever you do - DON'T tune in to Radio UPF (99.1 MHz) tomorrow at 16.00.

¤ ¤ ¤

I happened to find Art Spiegelman's "In the Shadow of No Towers" at the Lund city library today. The library's comics department surely seems to be getting better and better. (The only problems are that the comics are kept in silly boxes, like children's picture books, and that most books are gone most of the time - the Gothenburg city library, which is a virtual Schlaraffenland, has solved the latter problem by having a large selection of 'reference' comic books that you can't take home).

Anyway, this time I actually read the introduction of a book. There, Spiegelman writes:

"I'd spent much of a decade before the millennium trying to avoid making comix [...]. I'd gotten used to channeling my modest skills into writing essays and drawing covers for The New Yorker. Like some farmer being paid to not grow any wheat, I reaped the greater rewards that came from letting my aptitude for combining the two disciplines lie fallow."

Dammit. I want to draw comics.

There are so many wonderful stories waiting in the back of my mind for the time when I'll be able to put them on paper. Sometimes I fear that that time will never come for most of them. At least I'd like to complete Driftwood before I die. Is that too much to ask ...?

How wonderful it would be if I could actually earn my modest living on drawing the comics I want to - have to - draw. Or, if I could at least have some kind of free time that would be structured enough for me to be anywhere near *productive* at drawing comics.

Posted at 6:39 pm by turukhtan
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Friday, November 26, 2004
The boob diaries part 4 - conclusion

Last Wednesday I went to have the second digging-around-in-breast-with-big-needle session.

It was a different nurse this time, and she didn't hold my hand, but just kept her hand on my shoulder until my insistent hints about what a high tolerance I have against pain convinced her that it wasn't necessary to touch me ...
However, this nurse talked way too much, and absolutely wanted to know all about what I study, what I'm going to be when I grow up (as if I know??), what I'm going to do in the Christmas holidays, if I have any brothers or sisters, where my parents are, if I live alone, etc. She also told the doctor that I study Russian, and as he was indeed Polish, he recited some Pushkin (about the only thing he remembered from his compulsory school Russian) for me while he was digging around in me with that needle, which was quite nice.

Well, I got to stay there until he had made sure that he had really gotten as much tissue as he needed, and after two needle sessions it was all right.

And this morning I got a call from my Kävlinge doctor, who informed me that it was a completely harmless connective tissue cyst.

Oh well. There went the six weeks of stress and anguish.

¤ ¤ ¤

Hmm. It's still kind of irritating to have that little lump there. Part of me wants to get the kitchen knife and cut it out, myself ...

Posted at 4:35 pm by turukhtan
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Thursday, November 25, 2004
About Ukraine ...

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/4043601.stm

"If, at any point, Mr Yushchenko is declared president the situations in Kiev and Donetsk will reverse.
The Donetsk miners - who of course did not answer Mr Yushchenko's strike call - will stop work and go to Kiev, leaving the country without coal in the middle of winter.
Mr Yushchenko's supporters will take down their tents outside parliament and the presidential administration and the miners will erect theirs in their place."

http://www.guardian.co.uk/ukraine/story/0,15569,1359397,00.html

"There were anxieties that the threat to shut down factories, schools and transportation risked provoking a crackdown by the outgoing president, Leonid Kuchma, who accused the opposition of trying to carry out 'a coup d'etat'."

It's usually always the wrong people who learn the wrong things from history, so I do hope that Yanukovich or Kuchma don't pull an Iliescu and invite the Donetsk miners to 'clean up' the demonstrations in Kiev, like Iliescu did to the demonstrations in Bucharest 1990, which were complaining about the fact that the same aparatchiks were still sitting in the government. (And yes, Iliescu and his party PSD still rule Romania today ...)
But maybe the situation in Ukraine is a bit different. Yes, there is Russia backing the side of Yanukovich, just like it was on the side of Iliescu in Romania (because the Kremlin would prefer a 'buffer zone' bordering the European Union).
But after all, this is about an election, and not the sitting government. Many independent monitors have stated that it has almost definitely been rigged. Yushchenko's side seems to be trying its best to keep the protests legally backed, and has filed an appeal to the supreme court. It is yet to be seen how it will all end ...

Posted at 11:03 pm by turukhtan
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Wednesday, November 24, 2004
Socket from the crypt

An old Romanian socket. I'm not sure how old it is, but it's from Mihai's room, and looks quite interesting ... I took the picture last summer.

Posted at 12:28 am by turukhtan
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Sunday, November 21, 2004
Kick ass!

The Norwegian Chamber of Strength has used one of my blood paintings in their website design.

Posted at 12:38 pm by turukhtan
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Link of the day - the Kostroma moose farm

http://moosefarm.newmail.ru/index.htm (English and Russian)

Quotes from the website:

"When the USSR decided to become worldwide, in the 1930s, war-moose were expected to solve the problem of deep snow cross-country cavalry passability. Moose were trained to carry armed riders and not to be gun-shy. The work hardly could be done before Soviet-Finnish war (1939-1940), and, only several years later, the Second World war revealed that the cavalry became only a pix. [...] After the war, moose was regarded as potential meat and milk domestic animal who will eat lop on wide wood-cuttung areas of USSR."

"... moose are not fools, being free, they will leave a meat farm. So, Kostroma farm turned into a milk one with no more than 10-15 milch moose cows (no more because this is a summer food capacity of adjacent forests). The idea of thousand meat moose herds died forever, but Kostroma farm survived because healing properties of moose milk were discovered. Free ranging moose eat hundreds of plant species, mainly shrubby and arborous, which are not eaten by other ungulates. Perhaps, this predetermines moose milk unique healthfulness. Now the milk is used in the
Ivan Susanin Sanatorium for peptic ulcer and some other diseases healing."

Posted at 12:51 am by turukhtan
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Monday, November 15, 2004
All right ...

Everything about my new host is fixed (or so I hope). I bet no one even noticed that anything happened there ...

Now that I have so much space, I'll also move Mitsu's and Sergei's home page to this server, as it's still on the increasingly irritating GeoCities. (The only thing that webhost is good for is hosting illegal material - mwah hah haa!) They'll get a subdomain under me - urburella.kommiekomiks.com ...

Posted at 8:19 pm by turukhtan
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My apologies ...

... that this blog suddenly looks so crappy, and that my website is down. I'm changing my webhost right now, in hopes of more space and less money spent.

Posted at 3:07 pm by turukhtan
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