Amel wants to have the 40th anniversary of the May ’68 as a loose theme of my show. I like the idea, because he opening is the 2nd of May and the show is in Berlin, where the big riot in the 1st of May is a tradition. I have several ideas for the title of the exhibition.

Original ’68 slogan: The revolution is incredible because it’s really happening. My version: The neoliberalism is incredible because it’s really happening.

Original: Be realistic, demand the impossible. Mine: Be realistic, demand more cheeseburgers

Original: Humanity won’t be happy till the last capitalist is hung with the guts of the last bureaucrat. Mine: Humanity won’t be happy till the last communist is hung with the guts of the last activist.

Original: Revolutionary women are more beautiful. Mine: Neocon women are more beautiful.

Original: Comrades, stop applauding, the spectacle is everywhere.
Mine: Consumers, applaud,  the spectacle is everywhere.

Sometimes things happen very fast. Yesterday, I got mail from Amel, who is opening a new gallery in Berlin. Today we've been planning the exhibition details. The opening is in three weeks and half. Next week Tuesday, I fly to Paris, install at the Marche Finlandais, do the wall painting in Emilie's gallery and come back home for one day to party at Gabriela and Roberto's wedding. I hope I have time to wash my clothes. And give a kiss to my daughter. And then I'm off to Berlin.

Something is changing and I have a good feeling about the future. But I still don't have any money and I'm using my mother's Visa card. I think that a 31-years-old artist who shows this spring in Helsinki, Paris, Berlin, Mexico City and St. Petersburg is not supposed to ask money from his mom. But I'll pay it back to her - when Emilie and Amel soon sell my work like hot cakes. Or like oiled Kalashnikovs. Or like uncut cocaine. Or like kidnapped Moldovan prostitutes.

This season, I’m not really interested in Formula One. My favorite pilot Fernando Alonso and my preferred scuderia Renault – I drive a Renaul too – have no space on the podium. Last week, the Formula One boss Max Mosley’s Auschwitz orgy was much more curious than any car racing. If I got it right, Mr. Mosley had contracted five prostitutes who were wearing concentration camp prisoner uniforms and whipped him clothed in Nazi garments. Mosley’s father was a British Nazi leader and Mosley himself has a dark fascist background.

Mosley defends himself saying that sex is a private thing and he did nothing against the law. I think he should have stated that it was his ritual of apologizing and regretting his misdeeds. After all, in his role play, the holocaust victims, played by the call girls, had subverted the power and the sinister SS Mosley was punished - that sounds completely politically correct. I have politically correct BDSM fantasies, too: A Spanish conquistador spanked by indigenous people of Americas, a Spanish guardia civil whipped by Moroccan immigrants, a Chinese police officer caned by Tibetan monks and a U.S. general water-tortured by Guantanamo inmates.

Some Western European countries are planning to boycott the Beijing Olympic Games. I agree with these brave defenders of the humanity. We must boycott all the countries that don’t respect the human rights. And boycotting sports events is not enough. I hope that the moralist European Union governments prohibit the companies of their countries to operate in the People’s Republic of China. That could change the world.

I’m not going to show my art anymore in criminal countries. I’m considering to cancel my shows in Russia (limits on freedom of expression), Mexico (arbitrary detentions, ill-treatment and violations of criminal suspects), France (abuse by police officers), Germany (torture of terrorist suspects) and Finland (the length of the civilian alternative to military service is punitive). I’m going to boycott also Spain, because the abortion is illegal here. I’m not going to buy any Spanish products and I recommend that nobody buys them – including my art, which is produced in Spain.

Long and diligent work of Ukrainian and Finnish specialists was crowned by the creation of Helsinki vodka - unique for its combination of “Lux” class spirit, made of selected sorts of grain at the best factories of Ukraine, and extraordinarily clean artesian water, being subjected to five levels of cleaning and having definite content and softness. Helsinki vodka has been made to satisfy demanding taste of those who can compare and choose a decent combination of softness and cleanliness of taste. As any elite drink, you need to taste Helsinki vodka to feel its extraordinary, mysterious and clean flavor.

Helsinki Vodka - is a genuine Ukrainian product but if I showed it as art in Helsinki, everybody would think that I've made up the brand. Even in the globalized world it's sometimes enough to take things from one place or context to another to fill them up with meanings. But this idea is hard to realize: in Finland, consuming, selling and advertising spirits is extremely restricted and it would be difficult to import the Helsinki Vodka bottles and illegal to sell them in a gallery.