I was born in the middle of polar night.


In the world of a November child, inside the dreamy chamber of the brains, the windows are colored and the walls are full of stories.


The Lappish roots; the life in the south: dancing brush and the mystical colors - the whole spectrum of the palette are part of me and myself.


Crazy if you put your hands to, but regret forever if not - the journey as human being is so quick and short.


What is is? I sense sights along my path.



Thats why I paint.

Paula Huhtanen, 2010

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