Art and culture. Before going to work, Sanna joins me in absorbing an exhibition of works from the Zen painter Sesshu, and his followers. How following shows the reverberations of being — the stone in the pool is probably the best metaphor to reflect upon. Disciples, followers. Not feeling well the entire day after a full-moon nightless sleepless standing up in the semi-dark walking around the three rooms empty of presence. Looking out old glass windows seeing a wrinkled night-world of halide orange and cold night-moon-shining-white.
Later in the evening there is Björn’s organ recital in the Berghall Church in Kallio. Meeting Icelanders. and others. And then a rendezvous at a club in Kaivopuisto for some long smokey close-clutch dancing with this partner that … fits … while wondering about men — partners of friends of this friend — who leave their partners at the dance floor to go gambling their money away alone. how it goes. I surely would never come to that, when there is that warm and very fine fit that persists all the way back home to a bed that also … fits.