Tove

They're going away.

"It must have been late in the afternoon,"

"one day at the end of August, when Moomintroll and his mother arrived"

"at the deepest part of the great forest."

"It was completely quiet, and so dim between the trees"

"that it was as though twilight had already fallen."

"Here and there giant flowers grew, glowing with a peculiar light"

"like flickering lamps."

1944 HELSINKI

I haven't seen you paint for a long time.

-It's hard right now. -It's always hard.

Right now it's especially important.

Should I paint something for our fatherland?

Why not?

Will you have coffee before or after your quarrel?

That's not art.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

The war has certainly taken its toll.

Oh dear, new windows will cost a lot.

That doesn't work.

-And there's no running water. -I understand.

No, that's my hat!

It's on my head!

Welcome!

-Dear God, here come the visual artists. -God is dead, so we'll have to manage.

Welcome!

-Hello. Tove Jansson. -Related to the sculptor?

Yes, I'm his daughter. A bleak shadow of his genius.

-Tove is a fantastic caricaturist. -Visual artist, if I may.

Forgive me. Visual artist.

But your drawing of Hitler and the cake was brave.

Thanks.

-My wife, Maj-Lis. -Maya London. Good evening.

-Atos Wirtanen. -Hello.

-Sam Vanni. -Come and meet the writers.

Ladies and gentlemen, words are the source of all evil.

Of course I'll find you here at this illegal party.

-What would you like to drink? -A Manhattan, please.

-What's in one of those? -I don't know.

-Whisky, perhaps. -We don't have any.

The man from Åland, come and dance!

Wounded feelings and jealousy.

Those are the things people love wallowing in far too much.

Don't you ever get jealous?

I can't think if I'm not free.

Free from emotional noise.

So, Mr. Member of Parliament is afraid of emotions?

Not afraid. But you mustn't let them lead you astray.

Shall we head for the sauna?

Yes.

Oh, I see. You don't need any help.

Do you like oranges?

In Morocco, you can pick oranges straight from the trees.

We're establishing an art colony there.

We can start from scratch, create our own morals.

You and Maj-Lis are both invited.

Will you come?

I believe Miss Jansson is leading me astray.

I believe life is a wonderful adventure.

One should explore all its twists and turns.

I may not be as sculptural as your father's statues.

My father's work is terribly conventional.

...when it sees itself facing the necessity

to focus on the peace conditions and consider all possibilities

for a continued, national life.

This moment has now arrived.

Today, our peace delegation in Moscow signed the ceasefire agreement...

Trust me.

Do they like me?

-Tove, you aren't your paintings. -Yes, I am.

-Hello! -Hello!

Good evening, Mr. Wirtanen MP.

So Mrs. Wirtanen couldn't make it this evening?

-Mr. Wirtanen is here with his concubine. -I see. How modern.

-Vivica Bandler. -Tove Jansson.

Would it be possible to commission an illustration?

Today I'm just a painter.

We need an invitation card for a party. My father's birthday.

Call me if you change your mind.

The mayor's daughter.

An upper class girl pretending to be a theatre director.

Pension grant for retiring artist: Friman, Jan.

Paris travel and exhibition grants: Franck, Kaj, ceramic artist.

Jung, Dora, textile artist. Bengts, Oscar, painter.

Vanni, Sam, painter.

Ståhlberg, Andrea, interior designer.

Additionally, the grants committee has decided on a one year grant

out of the Wuorio fund to the artist Jansson...

...Viktor. Congratulations to all grant recipients.

Congratulations.

You should have listened to me.

Hello.

It's dark in here.

How do I switch on...?

-Did it hurt? -No, no.

Am I disturbing you?

-What is that? -It's a self-portrait.

Are you quite sure?

Do you think I'm the rock, the fire or the storm?

You're all three of them, aren't you?

Do you have cigarettes?

Fantastic. I've been smoking cigarette butts all day.

Shall we go out?

-In this weather? -Yes, in precisely this weather.

Tove, this isn't a good idea.

I'm going home.

It isn't funny.

I'm sorry.

If I was to have a husband, he'd be exactly like this.

Are you proposing?

We know better than that, don't we?

Jansson.

One moment.

Tell your wife not to call at such an ungodly hour.

Hello?

Yes.

Oh, I thought that was tomorrow.

Alright. Yes, thanks.

Bye.

I have to leave.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Well, I've come to ask you about... -The rent?

-The rent, yes. -I understand.

Could I possibly have a little more time?

Miss Jansson, I hope you understand that my family and I depend on this rent.

Wait here.

Hello!

Hello.

Here.

-Could this work? -You mean...?

When I'm a famous painter in Paris, you can sell it at a great profit.

Goodbye, Miss Jansson.

-Goodbye. -Goodbye.

-Nice to meet you. -Likewise.

"'I have a plan, but it's a lonely one, you know.'"

"Moomintroll looked at him for a long time."

"'You're thinking of going away.' Snufkin nodded."

"'When are you going?' Moomintroll asked."

"'Now - immediately!'"

"He jumped down from the bridge and sniffed the morning air."

"It was a good day to start a journey."

ERIK VON FRENCKELL 70 YEARS WELCOME

Thank you.

Thank you.

He likes to fight, to hold his head high and look ahead.

I believe that everyone in this room remembers Erik

as a delightful spirit who wants the best for everyone.

On behalf of the executive committee for the Greater Helsinki Entrepreneurs,

I would like to express our deepest gratitude to our honourable Mayor.

During many years of fruitful collaboration, we have learned

that he is not only a man of his word, but a true hunting connoisseur.

How dare you?

Welcome.

Father, this is my friend, Tove Jansson. She's an artist too.

If someone jumps off a cliff, you don't have to follow them.

-Happy birthday. -Pleased to meet you.

And thank you for the lovely invitation card. Very ingenious.

Ingenuity is my hallmark.

In my family we always feel sorry for people who aren't artists.

But I always say that without the bourgeoisie, we'd have no work at all.

Isn't that right?

-No, don't waste the champagne! -So sorry!

-Cheers! -Cheers!

Smoking girl.

-I really like your painting. -You do?

Have you ever kissed a woman?

-Oh, I didn't mean to disturb you. -No, just come on out.

This is my husband, Kurt.

-Kurt Bandler. How do you do? -Tove Jansson. Pleased to meet you.

Just to let you know, they're asking for you in there.

See you later.

Miss Jansson? We're preparing a room for you.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Thank you. -Thank you, very much.

Breakfast?

-Did you sleep well? -Yes.

No...

One Christmas he ate Baby Jesus.

The monkey, I mean.

But mum said: "He'll come out, eventually."

Then a week passed and he came out, all black.

Come in!

Do you need anything?

Do you want something?

Thank you, Miss Poikolainen, we have everything we need.

I could see you were a Mymble straight away.

You could?

Thingumy.

Bob.

Give me a kiss.

Thank you.

You should get married.

I'll never get married.

Is that so, my little artist?

It's very convenient to be married.

"'Smoke', said Bob."

"'Foke means smood', said Thingumy nodding."

"And they began to wander down to the valley"

"talking in the strange way that Thingumies and Bobs do talk."

"It isn't clear to everyone but the main thing is they understand each other."