Maijastiina ja Santeri Lehto
LOVER OF LIFE – näkymätön rakkaus
3.–27.8.2023
Maijastiina memorial exhibition
Paintings from Maijastiina, Taimi and Santeri
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A bit haiku, a bit mantra, a bit hieroglyphic; the paintings by the Helsinki based Finnish couple open up as visual poems about life. The surroundings of the everyday life and its wonders are the ingredients of the artwork. The free associations and the carefree graphic style invoke the casual drawings on napkins, the almost unconscious doodles made during a telephone conversation. The works is a search for balance between the initiatory and spiritual transcendence of the alchemists, the unproductiveness of play, aesthetic minimalism and the punk attitude of ignorant style. Through the paintings, the door is opened to an experience that is at once metaphysical, playful and irreverent.
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maijastiina 21.11.1984 – 19.11.2022
To the love of my life, Maijastiina, my exceptionally warm and soulful wife with whom I could work and share my life for 14 years. Our work together continues based on Maijastiina’s sketches.
maijastiina 4ever
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LOVER OF LIFE – näkymätön rakkaus
The approach to Lehto’s paintings is aesthetically pleasing for their subtlety, clarity and beauty. The simple forms are striking, the result of the direct, unhesitating but delicate action of a spray that seems to caress the canvas.A closer look reveals the associations of more or less recognizable forms from an everyday environment, a union of objects and natural elements that one imagines surround the painter in his daily chores and define a way of life.
A bit haiku, a bit mantra, a bit hieroglyphic; the ensembles depicted produce some form of visual poetry. The relationships of seemingly unconnected elements generate a mysterious unity reminiscent of improvisation and jazz tempos. The free associations and the carefree graphic style invoke the casual drawings on napkins, the almost unconscious doodles made during a telephone conversation.
We can guess in the painter the ability to perceive beauty and capture its essence, the product of a mixture of patient attention, philosophical meditation and sentimental journey. The virtue of turning the most mundane into an object of contemplation and making poetry out of the most prosaic, based on deep listening and attentive observation: two meditative ways of inhabiting the environment.
Lehto’s work is a search for balance between the initiatory and spiritual transcendence of the alchemists, the unproductiveness of play, aesthetic minimalism and the punk attitude of ignorant style. An exercise in formal reduction and ordinary mysticism. Through his work the door is opened to an experience that is at once metaphysical, playful and irreverent. An invitation to be present and to the dissolution of the self in the face of the abyss of existence.
Words by Maite Muñoz, LA based independent curator specialized in archives and artists’ publications
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invisible love
love is a miracle.
we got to experience the miracle of love.
we share a lot,
we share the same profession as painters,
we share a child
our beloved Taimi.
we have made art separately and together.
and when we do our own, the result is still shared, because we are one.
we paint about life and love,
everything about life is a work of art
at the beginning of life you don’t know what it will be like in the end,
It’s the same with a work of art.
In the beginning is an idea,
and gradually the work of art takes shape,
and it’s only finished when someone else sees it.
a part of life is love,
love is not just a word, it’s a state.
love surrounds us, it is everywhere.
it contains all kinds of nuances
the dark, the colorful, the bright, the sparkling,
just like life itself.
a work of art is complete when someone else sees it.
life gradually takes its form, when it’s shared with someone else,
it’s when a loved one comes to life, sees my life too.
love surrounds us everywhere.
we found the miracle of love,
we found each other, we became visible to each other.
we walk together, what a work of art our lives became
Invisible love