Tinet is a cartoonist, illustrator, letterer, graphic designer, editor, translator and pig-keeper.

Other parts of Tinet's internet presence are, for instance:

The main website

Another blog

The Blog of Swine


and some photos on Flickr


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Favourite entries

¤ Mum and Ainur were visiting
¤ Sunny Saturday
¤ Cheap thrills
¤ Labour Day
¤ Definitely no Sergei Elmgren III
¤ Mum was here
¤ Nordens ark
¤ Cool weather today
¤ Piggies in my bed
¤ Black & white
¤ Two collages
¤ Bankhar mä!
¤ Lilac skies
¤ Kickass industrial sites
¤ Mayday
¤ Views from Pankow and a backyard
¤ Kugelblitz & cuddly 'street art'
¤ Shameless exploitation of workers and communists
¤ Berlin, Berlin
¤ Cuteness
¤ More Berlin
¤ Ouch, my feet ...
¤ Frosty collage
¤ Another fine old house hits the dust
¤ Horror and pigeons
¤ The smooth sides of houses
¤ Streets of Lund 2006
¤ Hungry for Hills
¤ Skärhamn
¤ Foggy sun
¤ Furry puppies
¤ Snow and a sleeping little baby
¤ Around the railway tracks in Lund
¤ The moon
¤ Lund in October
¤ The steaming sea
¤ Misc. scenes from Orust
¤ Territorial disputes
¤ Road Trippin'
¤ Sergei's tail
¤ Yellow
¤ The sleepy kingdom of Princess Mitsu
¤ A house, graffiti and a rook
¤ Green
¤ Feather canyons everywhere
¤ Sky and earth
¤ Misc. perspectives on Orust
¤ Mushrooms
¤ Fauna
¤ Flora
¤ A window
¤ Green landscapes
¤ My babies
¤ Dead house
¤ Dead elk
¤ Views on our home
¤ Pictures from a spontaneous cycling tour
¤ A parking lot in Malmö
¤ Twilight sky
¤ A once nice house
¤ Serpieri, the flying pig
¤ Yukata madness
¤ Rundown allotment garden
¤ Bristly!
¤ Furry!
¤ Home
¤ Dead animals
¤ Ängavallens gård
¤ Gothenburg
¤ One of the 2-3 pictures that actually came out perfect
¤ Where animals travel to their death
¤ Winter in Kävlinge
¤ Orient and Occident - blurry concepts!
¤ My baby is such a tease
¤ Eggs are interesting
¤ Here's the wuffie!
¤ The Carpathians
¤ Anti-kitsch
¤ Sunset over Kävlinge
¤ My cuddlymunchkins
¤ Streets of Lund
¤ Food

¤ Elephant digging up old bones + a burglary
¤ MSU in my subconscious
¤ Bad puppy
¤ The mansion
¤ A dream of menstruation in Sin City
¤ My dreams are so nice sometimes (aka Russian Policewoman)
¤ Desperately trying to reach MGU
¤ Blood, devastation, death, war and horror dream #6
¤ Family life
¤ Dreams, bloody dreams
¤ I need a sword
¤ Tony Blair & Lenin haunt me

¤ My thoughts on the presidential elections in France
¤ Just google it! - Nana version
¤ Meat has it all
¤ The amazing world of Swedish copyright laws
¤ Anna Politkovskaya
¤ It's about time we all get out and vote for love!
¤ Bilal's Nikopol vs. Moore's Promethea: Being possessed by gods and forced to have sex in comics
¤ Tinet's kitchen of pain
¤ The hymen is an evil MYTH!!!

¤ Gouache
¤ Pigasso paintings
¤ The Light comes from the Right
¤ Some kind of Valentine
¤ 2006 - a card and a snow Mitsu
¤ Serilda
¤ Standing on eggshells
¤ Mmm ... surströmming
¤ Rudolfo from the rapeseed fields
¤ The freedom to not choose
¤ Red China Comics
¤ Till alla svenskjävlar som inte klarar av att sätta komma i ert eget språk
¤ The Kostroma Elk farm
¤ The boob diaries part 4 - conclusion
¤ The boob diaries part 3
¤ The boob diaries part 2
¤ Breast cancer can be fun
¤ Why can't I wear a skirt and still be one of the guys?
¤ Garlic update #2
¤ Garlic update
¤ EU garlic is no good against vampires.
¤ I want to learn Maltese!
¤ Dirty men in the public library
¤ The marvels of life #4637
¤ My new life as a one-armed bandit
¤ Severiina exposed
¤ Severiina - a tale of an obsession
¤ On drawing techniques
¤ TschöRmen
¤ I might be going insane.
¤ 15 reasons

Some favourite blogs:

Baci dalla provincia
Yellow Peril

Nyt on yö.
Minä kuljen yksin
tyhjiä katuja.
En tiedä, mihin olen menossa,
hyvä kun tiedän mistä
olen tulossa,
ja ruumiissani
soi tuhat kaunista ja
voimakasta sävelmää,
minun koko menneisyyteni,
ja silmissäni loistavat
tuhannen ihmisen silmät,
silmien takana tuntemattomuus,
tätä naista ei tunne kukaan,
se ei ole vielä täysin syntynytkään,
ei kukaan tiedä
mitä se on tulevaisuudessa.

- Mirka Lattunen


El a întins spre mine o frunză ca o mână cu degete.
Eu am întins spre el o mână ca o frunză cu dinţi.
El a întins spre mine o ramură ca un braţ.
Eu am întins spre el braţul ca o ramură.
El schi-a înclinat spre mine trunchiul
ca un umăr.
Eu mi-am înclinat spre el umărul
ca un trunchi noduros.
Auzeam cum se încetineşte sângele meu suind ca seva.
Eu am trecut prin el.
El a trecut prin mine.
Eu am rămas un pom singur.
un om singur

- Nichita Stănescu

Kunst ist nicht ein Spiegel, den man der Wirklichkeit vorhält, sondern ein Hammer, mit dem man sie gestaltet.

- Karl Marx

The Hermit’s Song

A hiding tuft, a green-barked yew tree
Is my roof,
While nearby a great oak tree keeps me

I can pick my fruit from an apple
Like an Inn,
Or can fill my fist where hazels
Shut me in.

A clear well beside me offers
Best of drink,
And there glows a bed of cresses
Near its brink.

Pigs and Goats, the friendliest neighbours,
Nestle near,
Wild swine come, or broods of badgers,
Grazing deer.

All the gentry of the county
Come to call!
And the foxes come behind them,
Best of all.

To what meals the woods invite me
All about!
There are water, herbs and cresses,
Salmon, trout.

A clutch of eggs, sweet mast and honey
Are my meat,
Heathberries and Whortleberries
For a sweet.

All that one could ask for comfort
Round me grows,
There are hips and haws and strawberries,
Nuts and sloes.

And when summer spreads its mantle
What a sight!
Marjoram and leeks and pignuts,
Juicy, bright.

Dainty redbreasts briskly forage
Every bush
Round and round my hut there flutter
Shallow, thrush.

Bees and beetles, music-makers,
Croon and strum;
Geese pass over, duck in autumn,
Dark streams hum.

Angry wren, officious linnet
And black-cap,
All industrious, and the woodpecker’s
Sturdy tap.

From the sea the gulls and herons
Flutter in,
While in upland heather rises
The grey hen.

In the year’s most brilliant weather
Heifers low
Through green fields, not driven nor beaten,
Tranquil, slow.

In wreathed boughs the wind is whispering,
Skies are blue,
Swans call, river water falling
Is calling too.

- Unknown old Irish poet

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Sunday, April 23, 2006
Kugelblitz & cuddly 'street art'

Yesterday, I was at the exhibition "Kugelblitz" at Neurotitan. Some of the comics were nice, as well as this flyer:

Otherwise, it somehow wasn't the best day for me. The weather is warm and moist in a typically German way, and it makes me feel tired and sticky in my brain ...

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This toystore in my neighbourhood has apparently had its front decorated in a 'street art' style, with paintings of cute fantasy creatures.

A piger, or a tig:

A carnivorous cuttlefish/rabbit/mammoth/...?

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A propos piggies, street art and Germany: "Schweinis in freier Wildbahn"

Posted at 1:53 pm by turukhtan
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Thursday, April 20, 2006
Shameless exploitation of workers and communists

Ainur was in town, so we went out to have a good time with some old DDR monuments.


The quality is not the best, because it was already dark, and my camera could hardly see anything ...

Posted at 11:28 am by turukhtan
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Monday, April 17, 2006
Berlin, Berlin

Posted at 7:34 pm by turukhtan
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Thursday, April 13, 2006

Cute piggy:

I brought this little piggy with me to keep me company here on my desk. Ainur brought him from Japan once.

Cute graffiti:

Posted at 7:33 pm by turukhtan
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Sunday, April 09, 2006
More Berlin

I exceeded my monthly Flickr upload capacity by mistake (I accidentally uploaded some non-compressed files), so until May my new photos will be appearing here again ...

The house on the right is located next to the one where I work. Click to see the photos big.

Posted at 10:36 am by turukhtan
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Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Menstruation porn?

From the statistics of this blog:

Hmm ... it somehow doesn't surprise me too much that someone in Israel would make this kind of query, since Judaism has some quite bizarre religious rules about menstruation. How ironic that it's someone from the moshav Mevo Modi'im, founded by the neo-hassidic Rabbi Shlomo Carlebach, who has been accused of sexually assaulting and abusing many women ...

Posted at 7:32 pm by turukhtan
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Ouch, my feet ...

I walked my feet off today.

I don't start work until Friday, so today I went out to explore the city a bit. First, I bought some breakfast in a Turkish shop nearby (mmm ... yoghurt and sesame bread), and after eating I went out to check out the neighbourhood and take pictures.

Some first impressions:

After walking around for three hours, my feet were aching quite badly from the worn off inner soles in my shoes. Luckily, I found some spare inner soles in the drug store Rossman ...

It's nice to be in Germany again. The streets, and this apartment, are full of smells I hadn't felt since we moved away from Hannover many years ago.

One sad thing, though, is that you can't really drink the tap water. (That shows how spoiled Scandinavians actually are ...)

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Before I came here, I wasn't expecting to experience so extremely much "east block blues", as I assumed that Berlin would have gone through a lot of substantial changes since 1989.
Well, that was before I changed S-Bahn at the station Ostkreuz on my way from the airport. The atmosphere at the station was like Russia all over again, but with a slight German touch.

Posted at 2:53 pm by turukhtan
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Tuesday, April 04, 2006

I'm in Berlin, because ...

(Photo by Jeremy Ginsberg.)

Posted at 9:50 pm by turukhtan
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Wednesday, March 29, 2006
A cute rook

Posted at 2:56 pm by turukhtan
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Thursday, March 23, 2006
Link of the day

http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/story/0,,1737370,00.html Timothy Garton Ash has written an excellent article about Belarus and the current struggle about defining the reality of what's actually going on there.

Posted at 9:09 am by turukhtan
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