Garrett and I went to see the Ars Fennica exhibition at Scandinavia House on Saturday. It was the final day of the show, and the final hour of it (we went at 5PM), and so it was kind of pleasantly empty. I mention this because the last time I was at SH, it was for a film (A Man's Job, during Nordic Oscar Contenders Week), and the place was packed with irritated, grumbling masses.
Now, I know barely anything about contemporary Finnish art, though I do know that in other genres the Finns are surprisingly avant-garde (consider the freak-folk scene that emerged from there a couple years back). So I didn't really know what to expect. But the show was beautiful; highlights for me were Elina Merenmies' forestscapes -- the picture to the left is an example so you get an idea, but it is not from the show; the ones I'm talking about were painted. Look her work up on your good time. It's unsettling in a whispery foresty The Knife-y kind of way. I also liked several of Anna Tuori's landscapes. Fuck, I liked the whole show. And I got a bar of Fazerin Sininen in the gift shop afterward. Well played, Scandinavia House. Well played.
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