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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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 ...









Posted at 8:03 pm by turukhtan
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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.

Posted at 12:47 pm by turukhtan
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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.)

Posted at 9:04 am by turukhtan
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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 ...

Posted at 1:51 am by turukhtan
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Monday, December 12, 2005
Stupid BlogDrive

You might have noticed the imbecillic text ads that once in a while appear at the bottom of my posts. Well, apparently the people at Blogdrive are "testing a few new ad delivery concepts, intermittently on 50% of the blogs". They "have not committed yet", though, so there is hope that they will be gone.

If they stay, I'll definitely move this blog somewhere else. Because it's fucking insulting to turn my blog entries into commercials.
 

Posted at 7:31 am by turukhtan
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Saturday, December 10, 2005
What I would want to do before potentially being exterminatd by Apophis

Recently, an asteroid on a potential collision course with Earth has ben discovered. If it would indeed impact, it would "release more than 100,000 times the energy released in the nuclear blast over Hiroshima. Thousands of square kilometres would be directly affected by the blast but the whole of the Earth would see the effects of the dust released into the atmosphere".

The other day, mum asked what I'd like to have done before 2036. I said I would like to have finished as many as possible of my comic projects.
"But they'll be destroyed anyway if the asteroid hits the area where they are!", mum said.
"I'll just have to make copies of them and have them stored in different continents!", I exclaimed.

Now that I think about it, it would make a cool idea for a post-apocalyptic story: I would survive, but the stash of comics closest to me would have been destroyed. I would go on a journey to retrieve the remaining stashes of comics, while the Earth would have been plunged into chaos and nuclear winter.

Posted at 4:15 pm by turukhtan
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Friday, December 09, 2005
Link of the day

The 'Defending our Oceans' voyage that two ships of the Greenpeace fleet have embarked upon is the single largest expedition that Greenpeace has ever undertaken. It's a year-long journey that will investigate "the crisis facing our oceans from the Azores to Antarctica, take you to places few humans have been, confront the villains and promote solutions".

Some crew members on the Esperanza and the Arctic Sunrise keep a frequently updated blog, and I find it really interesting. It can tell you a lot about the life at sea. I just had to include the following quote here, because it has a funny metaphor:

"... Every time we get sent rolling to one side [by a wave] it's a sure bet we'll rock almost as far the other way, so water comes aboard on one side, runs the deck like a pack of crazed pigs and dumps out the scuppers on the other side: if you happen to be out on the deck when that happens, if you aren't quick enough to hop on top of something on deck you'll end up with deck boots full of icy water."

If you don't know what I'm talking about regarding the metaphor, I have a clue for you ... here is how to say it in US American sign language:



Apparently, sign language is also not free from speciesism: "The fingers do not 'wiggle'. They bend and unbend from the large knuckles. If you 'wiggle' the fingers it means 'dirty'."

Posted at 4:03 pm by turukhtan
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Thursday, December 08, 2005
Dammit.

I'm currently fighting with finishing the fourth comic about Eva, Glass Rain, in order to be able to publish Tunguska #5 before the year 2005 has ended.

Meanwhile, the extra comic that will accompany Driftwood in issue #6 - Pigs Have Wings - has been finished a long time ago. I originally drew it for a manga contest this autumn.

I'm really having trouble with Glass Rain, as it's kind of complex and tricky. So, today I asked myself whether it wouldn't be easier to just switch places between Pigs Have Wings and Glass Rain, and have the former in #5 and the latter in #6 ...

The reasons why I hadn't considered this earlier were the following:

a) Glass Rain is longer than Pigs Have Wings, and Driftwood chapter 5 (in #5) is shorter than chapter 6. If I put Pigs Have Wings in issue 5 with Driftwood chapter 5, Tunguska # 5 would be thinner (50 pages or so), while Tunguska #6 would be really thick (70 pages minimum).

b) I've already drawn the cover for #5, and it has Eva on it.

c) I thought I would be able to publish issue 5 much sooner, and if I'd have included Pigs Have Wings, it would have breached against the rule in the manga contest about the entry not having been published anywhere previously.

But then, (c) is irrelevant now, and (b) is easily solved if I redraw the '#5' on the cover into '#6', and draw a new cover for #5 ...
(a) remains slightly problematic, but I've had previous issues being both very thin and very thick, so it doesn't really matter anyway.

Yay ... so if I switch these two comics, I can suddenly work on Glass Rain without any stress (for instance, I can finish it during the Christmas holidays at mum's place). And all my poor neglected fans (okay, the two of them) will finally get their long-awaited fifth issues.

Phew.

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Yesterday, I had hours of mindless fun.

I came across "the world's first applications to apply the scientifically advanced technologies of face detection and recognition to family history and to consumer photos".

Here are the results ...

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