He Just Turned His Back
Johanna Kestilä, 2019, acrylic on canvas, 49 x 45 in.
Night after night
I’d watch you fall asleep
Counting your breaths
One two three
As I held mine
Almost like
We were running out of oxygen
Go get some sleep
The stars would whisper
Watching me
Begging the sun
Quietly so
Not to rise
‘Cause if ever
It was during the night
You’d stay and
— be only mine
by Lotta Hukkanen
Naked Conversation
Johanna Kestilä, 2021, acrylic on canvas, 42 x 41 in.
If there’s one thing I know
This is not
How it’s supposed to go
You see
Your way of loving
Comes and goes
In waves
& I know
I’m also at fault
You see
My way of loving
Comes as a storm
I’m sure you felt like
Drowning
As I chased you
And your waves
But you see my dear
Even the strongest storms
Tend to pass
The sky will clear
& if you just let me
I’ll come sailing
Through your waves
by Lotta Hukkanen
Those Moments
Johanna Kestilä, 2019, Acrylic, crayon, ink, and sesame oil on canvas, 47 x 36 in.
Funny how
One moment
Can truly
Change it all
Sometimes it takes a storm
Other times just a glance
But if you listen
As the rain hits the ground
You can hear god whisper
Nothing is by chance
by Lotta Hukkanen
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Unfinished Love Letter
Johanna Kestilä, 2014-2020, Acrylic on Canvas, 46 x 35 in.
Night after night
I’d watch you fall asleep
Counting your breaths
One two three
As I held mine
Almost like
We were running out of oxygen
Go get some sleep
The stars would whisper
Watching me
Begging the sun
Quietly so
Not to rise
‘Cause if ever
It was during the night
You’d stay and
— be only mine
by Lotta Hukkanen
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Kind of Light
Johanna Kestilä, 2020, acrylic and pen on canvas, 35 x 44 in.
In My Dreams I Love You
Johanna Kestilä, 2023, Acrylic on canvas, 44 x 32 in.
And there you were
Smiling
You should write about me
Oh I will
I mean I have
I mean I’ve tried
Soon I’ll be running out of pages
I don’t know how
I whispered
Because you see
How can a man crafted by the gods
Be portrayed
By someone like me
You’re sweet
No my love
Not like you
The gods that crafted you
Must’ve dipped you in honey
The way your skin sticks to mine
I feel like I’m high
I whispered again
Can I take a bite
I continued
As I watched your skin
Glisten
In the moonlight
by Lotta Hukkanen
Unexpected Translation
Johanna Kestilä, 2023, acrylic on canvas, 36 x 34 in.
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FYI (Fuck You, Idiot)
Johanna Kestilä, 2023, Acrylic on canvas, 10 x 10 in.