tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46651289205708099212024-03-08T06:14:20.947-05:00tristia subrosa;m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.comBlogger92125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-15925144381348292522012-08-28T22:12:00.001-04:002012-08-28T22:12:25.650-04:00moved | déménagée;<p align=center>
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i am part of the above exhibit and will be attending the opening on may 3rd.
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(rumi)<br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-43186726508983960222012-02-26T22:00:00.000-05:002012-02-26T22:28:41.529-05:00memory loss;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6787737266/" title="memory loss"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7210/6787737266_c578ccd775.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="memory loss" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6933851547/" title="memory loss"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7036/6933851547_28bc808e51.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="memory loss" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-71919613359944824342012-02-25T23:00:00.000-05:002012-02-25T23:09:22.154-05:00and all the synonymous winters;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6784213824/" title="and all the synonymous wintersr"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7070/6784213824_1c4d29f0a8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="and all the synonymous winters" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6930330177/" title="and all the synonymous winters"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7041/6930330177_bfdfe0ca9d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="and all the synonymous winters" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-33280136175917889902012-02-21T22:30:00.001-05:002012-02-21T22:33:33.928-05:00a fighting chance;<p align="center"><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6773283768/" title="fighting chance"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7045/6773283768_b8ca560822.jpg" alt="fighting chance" style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" height="333" border="0" width="500" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6773283764/" title="fighting chance"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7069/6773283764_7967b90093.jpg" alt="fighting chance" style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" height="333" border="0" width="500" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br />two walls hugging, <br />trying to make sense of each other.<br /><br />i would take a monday for a friday <br />if i knew how the mercury rises.<br /><br />"yes, you are the most handsome man i have ever been with."<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-5599255794096769662011-12-14T22:00:00.001-05:002011-12-14T22:18:31.934-05:00i'll meet you halfway;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6513931053/" title="i'll meet you halfway"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6513931053_31dc7b13fa.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="i'll meet you halfway" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/6513930939/" title="i'll meet you halfway"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7153/6513930939_5eeb0c075b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="i'll meet you halfway" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />.<br /><br />funny how we always<br />remember when &<br />want years to end.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-66462538303133007582011-08-21T16:00:00.001-04:002011-08-21T16:24:39.113-04:00it's not rocket science;<p align=center>
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Par le biais de diptyques, cette série de photos récentes par Meryem Yildiz explore les jeux de confluences et fixe les ellipses qui s'y rattachent.<br /><br />Confluences : exposition solo de photographies par Meryem Yildiz (du 27 juin au 26 juillet 2011) <br /><br />Vernissage : 30 juin 2011, 18h à 22h <br /><br />Meeting points between human essence and essential nature, haphazard moments suspended, liminal junctions. Through diptychs, this series of recent photographs explores confluent states and their related ellipses.<br /><br />Confluences: Solo Photography Exhibit by Meryem Yildiz (June 27 - July 26 2011) <br /><br />Opening: June 30th, 6PM to 10PM <br /><br />Café Pi Gallery<br />4127 Saint-Laurent<br />Montreal, QC H2W 1Y7<br /><br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-36024869499304525462011-06-12T13:00:00.000-04:002011-06-12T13:11:37.623-04:00gone sailing;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5825261180/" title="gone sailing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3568/5825261180_e7fe186a8e.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="gone sailing" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5825272136/" title="gone sailing"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2311/5825272136_3888de1614.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="gone sailing" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><br />(strangers are only strange until you get to know them.)<br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-35868295560649791802011-05-15T14:00:00.003-04:002011-05-15T14:34:36.965-04:00spring scene;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5723408298/" title="spring scene"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5162/5723408298_82af28e05b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="spring scene" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5722857621/" title="spring scene"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5127/5722857621_7135070389.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="spring scene" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-63395404393213448892011-05-14T19:30:00.001-04:002011-05-14T19:37:34.847-04:00tilted;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5720467738/" title="tilted"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/5720467738_8d168832b8.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="tilted" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5719909993/" title="tilted"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3361/5719909993_7f7acba147.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="tilted" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />methodical: writhing — writing — righting.<br /><br />.<br /><br />"every soul is interwoven before the wrong or right; <br />i know we'll live again, though it's just a feeling."<br /><br />(swans saturn day.)<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-33247311904611319712011-05-13T23:00:00.001-04:002011-05-14T19:55:25.242-04:00two lips at night;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5717807322/" title="two lips at night"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2409/5717807322_3b0b9b735c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="two lips at night" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5717807320/" title="two lips at night"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3300/5717807320_34e90cc7dc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="two lips at night" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />two lips at night, tuliping.<br /><br />because she cannot remember <br />the last time her arms <br />trembled like this.<br /><br />.<br /><p align=justify>this situation is acceptable to her. she talks about it with surprising comfort, balance and poise. it makes sense to her at this moment in time. it is by no means normal. in fact, there is barely anything happening at all. it follows the same slow, deciding pace that followed them. & for some strange, cosmic reason, it feels like it should be this way.<br /><br /><br />"he told me i had beautiful shoulders. that he had never seen shoulders as wide as mine," she said to the voodoo artist.<br /><br />"yes, but it's as though you let in an entire breath, and you never let it out," he responded.<br /><br />he pressed his hands against her ribcage.<br /><br />"what happened here?" he asked.<br /><br />"nothing," she said.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-36802648830827074852011-03-30T22:30:00.000-04:002011-03-30T22:41:14.724-04:00the nafs at peace;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5576005296/" title="the nafs at peace"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5051/5576005296_67eab6af3d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the nafs at peace" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5575418513/" title="the nafs at peace"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5575418513_b056e7798f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="the nafs at peace" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD"></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-91731840961356033942011-02-02T23:30:00.001-05:002011-02-02T23:32:42.134-05:00marrow;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5411948543/" title="marrow"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5175/5411948543_49b496b3fc.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="marrow" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5412557000/" title="marrow"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5140/5412557000_4f6606392c.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="marrow" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-87347549603373432522011-01-24T22:30:00.001-05:002011-01-24T22:57:14.207-05:00little boy blue;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5386043559/" title="little boy blue"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5213/5386043559_82f9ebece6.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="little boy blue" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5386043493/" title="little boy blue"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5216/5386043493_3f2039855b.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="little boy blue" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-74318037663790188812010-11-21T16:00:00.000-05:002010-11-21T16:07:13.407-05:00burden of proof;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5195657417/" title="burden of proof"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4084/5195657417_584b775b2f.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="burden of proof" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5196257444/" title="burden of proof"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4148/5196257444_d2f8ef6e92.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="burden of proof" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-75572682707785674882010-11-10T21:30:00.002-05:002010-11-10T21:34:16.205-05:00thermal latency;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5165192177/" title="thermal latency"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1180/5165192177_9399364215.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="thermal latency" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5165793406/" title="thermal latency"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4127/5165793406_f09851ab46.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="thermal latency" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><p align=justify>hiding things away, as john lennon would; it is a form of hibernation. there is always the earth to cover the earth. and there are waiting rooms and you, waiting in them. waiting rooms for you to conjure wings before the ground gets cold. <br /><br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-4073872912027234292010-11-08T21:30:00.002-05:002010-11-08T21:39:50.982-05:00revolving doors;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5160228660/" title="revolving doors"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1056/5160228660_5a6e731d84.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="revolving doors" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5160222254/" title="revolving doors"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1321/5160222254_3dcae15d00.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="revolving doors " border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><p align=justify>zehra, sabrien melahat, tekinhan. <br /><br />and a petra in a petri dish of moon and honey. <br /><br />all it takes, ultimately, is for the doorbell to ring. who knew it were so simple. one finger pressed on the white button floating amidst the river spider webs. and dusty moths plucked from the willing retinas of diplomats. <br /><br /><i>hi, hello,</i> you greet (summon). my visit is as such. there are many doors. i found this one suitable for these purposes, precious and warranted. incongruent melting; landmark points. paternal bewilderment, anger and subsequent acceptance. and then: the "and then" not so fortuitous, but calculated, strong and perfectly in tune with princesses of the naught kind.<br /><br />your lips of vapour, the neck and tremors, petal cuts on the jugulars. <br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-78132220715487648422010-11-03T20:30:00.002-04:002010-11-03T20:49:03.222-04:00waiting for the snow to fall;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5143964571/" title="waiting for the snow to fall"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/5143964571_a6446e0e4a.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="waiting for the snow to fall" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5144570042/" title="waiting for the snow to fall"><img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1135/5144570042_e73e535641.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="waiting for the snow to fall" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br />commissioned for the <a href="http://thisquietarmy.com/records/#tqa016">ADS04</a>.<br /><br />(only 11 left!)<br /><br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4665128920570809921.post-25761942619156662112010-10-06T22:30:00.000-04:002010-10-06T22:34:57.882-04:00demyelination;<p align=center><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5058345127/" title="demyelination"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4113/5058345127_7f71310305.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="demyelination" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/tristia/5058345055/" title="demyelination"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4150/5058345055_8800b3a327.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="demyelination" border=0 style="padding: 5px; margin: 5px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #BDBDBD" /></a><br /><br />.<br /><br /><br /></p>m*http://www.blogger.com/profile/13811120704264192781noreply@blogger.com0