#filifjonkan

[sandrathachao]

Watercolor moomin doodles from March.

[dagenssvenska]

Prima reaktionsbild från Filifjonkan

[owlintheemptiness]

[mumriksworld]

Mrs Fillyjonk.

Am super tired so this is all I have the energy to at moment 🥱🙂

Graphite charcoal and digital enhancements.

[kelenken-bones]

You know what's my favorite postcard?

"March For Peace" by Tove Jansson

[sockerart]

"Mitt i vardagsrummet stod Filifjonkan, yrvaken och vild i sin fladdrande kjol och tänkte förvirrat:

Nu händer det. Nu går allting på tok. Äntligen. Nu behöver jag inte vänta längre."

Från Filifjonkan som trodde på katastrofer

[marsmombestmom]

Today I want all of us to show our due respect to goth Fillyjonk.

[kattahj]

Birgitta Ulfsson - Fru Filifjonks sång (2003)

More Moomin songs! I don’t know if this is from the old Moomin series, but I do know that it’s a lot older than 2003! My mom had it on an old EP record with the other songs.

Anyway, Mrs. Fillyjonk, running all out of fucks to give, and good for her! Lyrics by Tove Jansson, music by Erna Tauro, quick translation by me.

Mrs. Fillyjonk’s Song

It’s lonely to always be posh.

No guests, but a lot of porcelain.

I have mirrors of gold in my home.

I have no one who looks in them.

I have invited a Gaffsie for tea,

I have invited a Hemulen for supper,

but they called yesterday and excused themselves,

and talked about the weather, and said no thank you.

Tick tick tick tick goes my clock,

goes and goes until the day ends,

new days come, many new days come

just as long.

Oh, when the night becomes to long,

the clock whispers its lament:

Tick tick tick Mrs. Fillyjonk,

Mrs Fillyjonk who is so lonely

in her tidy parlour.

 I’m tired of always being posh!

I think I’ll give away my porcelain.

I’m leaving my sad house

to buy a red-striped blouse.

I don’t want the Gaffsie to come to tea

or any Hemulen for supper.

I will tell them, if they call tonight,

that I’m riding with friends in the town’s merry-go-round.

Thank you, thank you goes my clock,

goes and goes until the day ends,

new days come, many new days come

just as long!

Every time the clock strikes,

I shake my happy hair.

Thank you, thank you, Mrs. Fillyjonk,

never lonely again

never since yesterday!