is crossed by great men shivering on the snowy streets of Helsinki. Around the parliament, they are few to watch night and day, down from their pedestal, braving a cold stone splitting (probably another manifestation of Finnish sisu). They continue to coexist, as in their lifetime. Or to watch.
Kyösti Kallio , former prime minister (four times) and president of the young Republic between 1937 and 1940, is seated so as not to miss a gesture of political rivals, he saw in profile, standing at attention in front of the Eduskunta , the parliament (which a French site , please). There is
Kaarlo Juho Ståhlberg :
Considered the father of the Finnish Constitution (this is the book he holds a non-gloved hand, the unwary), this mustachioed shy and reserved was the first elected president after independence and civil war. Serving from 1919 to 1925 he was an unsuccessful candidate in the same post in 1930. Particularly against Kallio, but also Pehr Evind Svinhufvud :
Not easy to bring such a surname. Svinhufvud means pig's head in Swedish (the spelling at the time). This does not prevent him from becoming popular in the country, who gave him the nickname of Ukko (old) Pekka . Pekka is the version of finnisée Pehr, first raised in the Swedish-speaking minority , which was part Svinhufvud.
Ståhlberg and Svinhufvud, they have line of sight is another character who now makes them in the shade under the tree of national posterity.
Marshal Carl Gustaf Mannerheim , baron of his condition, is the only one to be enthroned on a horse.
The great military, which still has fans Finland, turns his back on his former peers. It enjoys a central location, closer to the heart of the city. If he led an army that has remarkable resilience against the Soviets during the Winter War and continuation , it seems less comfortable in the bush mechanics contemporary.
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Although covered in my parka slipped on a jacket and two sweaters, woolen cap on his head and matching mittens (except for my precious Lumix handle), I continued on my merry way , down to the left to the central station to go on the adjacent square to greet Aleksis Kivi , the first writer of stature who published his works in Finnish.
will be discussed Kivi, and many other local authors in the No's March Magazine Literary . The record, which I contributed, will focus on Nordic literature, the guest of Book Fair of Paris (from March 18 to 21).
I continue my path, avoiding the pitfalls icy, reaching close to one of the great classical composers Finnish Fredrik Pacius .
Pacius is the author, inter alia, the melody that became the Finnish national anthem on a poem by Runeberg , another major figure in the national awakening in the 19th century. The hymn, Maamme laulu (Our country ) is here interpreted soberly by a male chorus:
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Wikipedia Pacius said, of German origin, he is nicknamed "the father of Finnish music." In this case, Jean Sibelius is her prodigal son. My stay in Helsinki brings me to the Academy that bears his name since 1939. An incubator of talent that, once they graduate, will populate the orchestras in Finland and elsewhere, but also spread the word among music students of all ages.
the occasion of the visit to Paris one of the most famous alumni of the Academy, Esa-Pekka Salonen , Cross ordered me a story - Coming soon - on this remarkable institution, which attracts more and more students from outside Finland. Including some French, as Vincent Lhermet, a Clermont which is destined to become classic accordion orchestra.
Rector of the Sibelius Academy Gustav Djupsjöbacka, do not ask for ask the next great composer. It's just if it does not pull on my sleeve to get me before the bust of this esteemed former inmate of the institution.
In great form this morning, Gustav can not help but show off some of the products attempting to gain something from the "mark" Sibelius. Cigars, champagne ...
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But back to our statues. Difficult, in Helsinki, to escape to nature and the creatures that haunt, or at least their representations. Examples arise they are not even trying. Potpourri:
Not to mention the nag Mannerheim.
About the photo below does remind you of anything?
Mannerheim, the lonesome cowboy the North.
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