Once again that kind of morning... lot of shit spinning in my head, have to get somewhere to get it back to order. This time I did choose this one... last time when I did visit there at last autumn, it was closed, but now it was open again.
And for those who can't remember, short look to it's past. It was built by finnish painter (1882-1948) at early 1900s. Legend also tells that life in there were pretty bohemian, and probably most well known finnish poet, Eino Leino, did spent at least one night - sleeping drunk on those stairs.
If somewhere, especially there you get that
"if this house could speak" feel. Feels strange to think how to those people back then, Paris were much more familiar to those than Helsinki is for me. I love that place. Sad that it seems to be fading away there, lonely and forgotten. As far as I know, recent owner lives in mansion that he did buy at same time with this one; maybe that is reason. But here we go...
Back to Old Days:
Closer Look:
Leaves:
Let's Talk About Art:
Space to Breath:
Amazing Architecture:
Decadence (2nd Floor):
Looking to the Stairs:
Rendezvous:
Soft Light:
Birds:
Ways to Go (Stay):
Fading Paintings:
Over Everything (Death of Light):
Colorful Kitchen:
Looking Back:
Dead Nature:
Black Pearls:
Soft Dreams (Absinthe):
Morning Light:
Value of Details:
Swansong (there were swans near at the lake):
Sauna:
Handmade:
Summer Memories:
Pathway:
Servant's House:
Let Me Sleep:
Dreams Through Absinthe:
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And that's it. Except off-topic-bonus-photo, which at this time comes from stables. Shetland pony stallions at warm spring light:
Thanks for scrolling this far.