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Tristan

I am here for Friends

About Me

I love everyone and everything, except sometimes I get bored and that stops. I want to live in a Nouvelle Vague film or a Belle and Sebastian song. I'm a bit listless. My teenage fantasy is to write a scandalous novel.
You can view my flickr by clicking the word "here" here or my last.fm here
I like Scapa Flow.
Sometimes I draw pictures, they look like this:
And sometimes I paint pictures, they look like this:

My Interests

Naive Art, Tribal Beats, London, Cityscapes, Maritime Paraphenalia, Writing with a really sharp pencil, the "Turbo" key on old computer keyboards, Alfred Wallis, Cornwall, The Great North Eastern Railway Line, Terence Koh, Ted Hughes, the moors, shirts, Stuckism, dried cranberries, revenge tragedy, magical realism, Eastern Europe, traditional English culture, the National Trust, faking opinions and becoming passionate, kissing, the prairies, DIY fashion, cut off yr hands etc.

I'd like to meet:


OR

Someone to trail after me and admire me and refer to me as Mr Burke like Boswell trailed after Dr Samuel Johnson.

Music:

Tribal beats, twee pop, extreme noise, pretty words, bleepy bits.

Movies:



Television:

Twin Peaks, Neon Genesis Evangelion, nature documentaries

Books:

Victorian classics, Magical Realism, interesting new stories, forgotten pulp fiction, anarchism and the lives of mad, mad people.

Heroes:


And also Sophie Penrose.

My Blog

In A Skirt As Long As A Mayfly's Tail

In a skirt as long as a mayfly's tailYou stood on the brink of the cliff,Leaned forward so your blue eyes met that blue belowAnd, in the silly passion of a silly lovers' tiff,You preten...
Posted by Tristan on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 10:15:00 PST

A Portrait Of Brigadier Forbes

So I wrote another story. This one is called A Portrait of Brigadier Forbes. When I wrote it, I thought it was good. Now I am not so sure. Brigadier Forbes and Barbara are based on real people I saw o...
Posted by Tristan on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 08:37:00 PST

A Very Short Fiction entitled 'Torture"

The hills rolled mellow on a summer evening. Normally barbarous in beauty, the purple heather abutting the golden June sky gave off an enticing glow as I licked butter from my hands. The cold crumbs o...
Posted by Tristan on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 10:26:00 PST

The Captive - A Story

So I wrote a story. It's called 'The Captive'. It'd be nice if you could offer some comments about what you think. I hope you enjoy it. The Captive   A terrible thing happened to my mother once. ...
Posted by Tristan on Tue, 22 Aug 2006 09:18:00 PST