In 2019, I spent a few weeks in my hometown, Turku, and visited my brother’s grave.
There I drew a piece of art called Fucking Clowns, and it grew into a series of small, anguished and compassionate stories, with first an image, and then a story that the image created in my mind.
The pictures and the stories can be cruel, but at the same time I feel compassion for the characters in the stories and really, as a whole, that’s what this is about.
Compassion for people.
I would publish the series in Finnish in 2019.
Now I publish the same stories in English, but the images are new, AI-generated versions of my original work.
This is where it starts.
And original story
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