I’m preparing a big canvas, doing a new drawing and fixing some older stuff. While I work, I listen to Kansanradio podcasts. Kansanradio (People’s Radio) is Finnish National Radio’s program where country side people phone and complain about politicians, small pensions and neihgbour’s cat peeing in their garden.

I'm doing kind of infantile work: Scrubbing Bubbles Noodle Monster equipped with a a fish ball gun. When I was kid, I never did this kind of things but engineer style drawings of cars, space ships and tanks,

Eat & Joy opening party was yesterday at Hotel Kämp. It's the most expensive hotel in Helsinki but rather cheap in the style. It was supposed to be some kind of a VIP party but they had invited too many celebrities. I had to line up for drinks, line up for food and line up to the rest room. After the party of this fine dine restaurant event I was hungry and  went to McDonald's, where was no line and the girl serving me the burger had a beautiful smile.

 I got this Mikko Ijäs' Manginas from Jani's art supermarket. I exchanged it to an abstract painting of mine. I had no idea what is a mangina: it is formed when a man takes his genetalia and tucks them between his legs, leaving an empty area where his penis would otherwise be. It also can mean anus of the male when used for receptive sexual intercourse.

I dropped Pablo Picasso from my dream team for Mikko Ijäs.

Today, I signed 100 art works visibly on the picture side. That was the very first time I've done it after writing my name with clumsy letters on elementary school drawings.

This signing session was the reason for flying to Helsinki. I made a silk screen piece, edition of 100, for Eat & Joy restaurant event. I wanted to write there Eat & Vomit but Eeris thought that Eat & Joy sounds better, it's a kind of semi commercial work. The signing was fun, I felt like some Warhol or Picasso.

Then I went shopping and bought CDs. I think nobody else buys anymore them. I still have no idea how to download music from the internet. I got Charlotte Gainsbourg's 5:55 and James Dean Bradfield's The Great Western.

And the best thing today: Raúl goaled twice for Real Madrid in the game against Dynamo Kiev. I love the way he kisses the conceptual wedding ring (you can't wear rings when palying football) when he celebrates a goal dedicating it always to his family.

I have almost everything what an average thirty-year-old man can ask: a loving wife, a beautiful daughter, a big house and a good car. My daughter is sleeping and my wife is cooking dinner. After the dinner we’ll watch Woody Allen’s Husbands and Wives on DVD. I was always sure to show my stuff in an important biennale before tur ning thirty but now my goal is to do that before I turn forty.

We have a big old house, it’s at least 100 years old but I believe it was originally constructed by the Moors. The house needs fixing all the time. We had workers to do the huge reform one year ago. They loved silicone. They used it in every place for all purposes. I think they’d construct entire houses of silicone. When the workers finished, I spent two weeks tearing off the silico ne strips and replacing it with cement. I like cement, it’s solid.

Today, I used silicone for the first time in my life. When it was raining hard, the water got in from our library window. The water damaged Taschen’s Art Now Volume II. I sealed the window with silicone. Cement doesn’t serve for that. Surprisingly, I kind of liked silicone and I applied it to a big painting I’m working with.