Featured on The Riveter: ASIL MOUSSA, THE HIJAB-WEARING ACTRESS YOU SHOULD KNOW

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Thank you so much Nadia Eldermerdash for this really kind write-up on The Riverter! Read it here 🙂

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THE CARD – Grants Received for Film!

Thank you so much to the Windsor Endowment for the Arts for granting me the Emerging Artist in Visual Arts Award! I’m so honoured and humbled to be in the company of these wonderfully talented people! Also, massive thank you to Nuha Elalem, Svjetlana Oppen, Kim Nelson and Marty Gervais for all your help along the way!

On the WEA website, they wrote a little bio about me. It reads:

“This recent graduate of the University of Windsor and Ryerson University not only embraces the community we live in, she uses it to inspire reflections on diversity, perception, and human interaction. Through the medium of film, she tackles big issues with simplistic, impactful, story-telling that encourages her audience to think and feel. Stay tuned for her film, The Card, coming soon to our community.”

Thanks, WEA!!

The Windsor Star wrote about the award ceremony, too! Below is a photo of me they included.

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The recipients of the WEA Award and Grants!
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Hey, that’s me!
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Nuha Elalem, producer of The Card and also my best friend, was with me! Nuha helped so much in editing the grant application for this. Thank you, Nuha!

 

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This is the photo from The Windsor Star! I’m standing next to fellow grant recipient Grant Monroe. (Photo credit: Nick Brancaccio/ Windsor Star)

My Journey in France

Exactly one year ago, I travelled to France. I decided to put this video together to reflect on my journey there and share with you a bit of what I learned. 🙂

I don’t usually share personal pieces that I’ve written, but I really wanted to share these. They explain a bit of why France was so special. Enjoy!

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That Last Night

Tonight was my last night at La Roche d’Hys in Burgundy, France. While people were reading at dessert, I kept looking behind me at the vast expanse of land and beauty. Would I eversee this again? I wondered. I hope I do. If so, will it be different? I asked myself. I didn’t know the answer to that. All I knew was that it wasn’t ever going to feel the same. As nothing in life ever really was. The details would all be different. The person reading the poem in the background, the people, and the sound that each of their laughs makes when combined together in mutual joy and smiles.

I started memorizing. I wanted to remember everything. I wanted to be able to close my eyes five years from now and be able to transport myself to this place again. I memorized the hills and how they glided and folded in the landscape like waves in the ocean. I memorized the way the table was set up with bread baskets that stayed full for about three minutes before their contents were devoured and they had to be refilled – and they always were. I memorized Priscilla’s colourful blue, red, and white nail polish, and Lisa’s fuchsia lipstick. I memorized Gillian’s cute, contagious laugh, and the serious but passionate look on Howard’s face when he was telling us an interesting fun fact. I memorized the way Marty told a story, with his wide eyes and animated hands. I memorized our evening readings: iPhones on top of books and journals that lay beside spoons and crumpled napkins; the frantic nerves that I felt right before I read my poem and the huge gust of relief I felt after; the soft voice of person reading with the lullaby of the crickets; the rare chuckle, the smirk, the roar of laughter that filled the air at the end of every hilarious line; the smiles on our faces as we listened to others share a part of themselves; the warm feeling I had in my chest when we all connected…. I memorized everything.

 

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The Moveable Feast: A Reflection

“If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.”

― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Hemingway said to write the truest thing you know. And that sentence is what he wrote about Paris. When I first read it, I was a bit hesitant to believe him. But though it might sound cliché, I know now one thing to be absolutely true: This journey will be a part of me forever, for it is a moveable feast. I finally understand Hemingway.

But what makes it unforgettable is not the delicious, natural food or the simple, chic clothes. It’s not even the ancient looking doors and the intriguing windows. It’s the people. It’s their attitude towards the food and clothes. It’s their beautiful, simplistic lifestyle and captivating culture. It’s the way Howard wiped his plate with bread so as not to waste food, and the way Jeannette exercised with her whole body and soul. That’s what will stick with me.

Reflecting back in their books, Hemingway and Callaghan’s most compelling moments in Paris weren’t with French people at all. They were with Americans or Canadians like themselves. I found this to be very interesting because I feel the same way about my most remembered moments in France (my interview with Carly, my conversations with Lisa, laughing with Priscilla, discussions with Jenna and Haley, talks with Gillian, and of course, the evening readings). I’ve come to the conclusion that when Hemingway said to “transport oneself” he wasn’t just talking about writing. He was talking about life. We physically transported ourselves to another country, immersed ourselves in a different environment, and in the end, were able to connect on a raw human level with other people who have done the same. It’s crazy that when we strip away what we’re used to, our surroundings and material items, and really have a conversation that we connect in a way that we probably would’ve if we were back home. There’s camaraderie in travel.

Jim Haynes seems to have already known that human connection is the secret of great memories because his Sunday dinners explore exactly that. He’s an American who travelled and now lives in Paris and has weekly dinners. But he wasn’t meeting only French people at dinner. No, he was meeting Americans and other English-speaking folk that came to visit him – sometimes even from across the world. It’s those people who are traveling in search of something that find that something in others like them who are also searching. The intriguing thing about Jim is that he seemed to already know all of this. It’s wise, fascinating people like Jim that I will remember. And it’s the people I shared my poetry and my thoughts with that one night in Burgundy that I will never forget.

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Check out my France Photography here!

Thank you for watching and reading! 🙂

– Asil

Massey Secondary School Unsafe Traffic

The Vincent Massey Secondary School community has major concerns about their unsafe traffic. Check out this video to learn more about it.

UWindsor Editing and Publishing Practicums

The editing and publishing practicums at the University of Windsor takes practical teaching to a whole new level: students are working together with Professor Marty Gervais to publish two books! Check out this video on it! 🙂

NEW VIDEO: An Introduction of Sorts

Hey everyone. So this video is sort of a “late introduction” about myself, my YouTube channel, and a wrap-up of life since I started my channel one year ago. A few people have asked me what my channel is about, so I hope this video kinda explains that this channel is about the JOURNEY. My journey telling stories in different ways that I love. This was my first time ever talking directly to a camera about myself so filming this was a really interesting/awkward/nerve-wrecking experience haha. But I hope you enjoy 🙂

New Book by John B Lee

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Poet Laureate John B. Lee is releasing a new book, titled, Burning My Father,  in April 2013. It will be edited and published by Marty Gervais’ Editing and Publishing Practicum class at the University of Windsor, through Black Moss Press. The book will be a selection of Lee’s three previously published books, The Bad Philosophy of Good CowsPig Dance Dreams, and Rediscovered Sheep. Watch the video below to find out more about the story and the editing and publishing process!

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Western Canada & Seattle Road Trip!!

Last summer, my family and I drove through Western Canada: Edmonton, Jasper, Vancouver, and Victoria. Then we crossed the border and visited Seattle. The north western side of North America is absolutely beautiful. I just had to photograph it.

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Lake Louise, Alberta

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Victoria to Vancouver Ferry
Victoria to Vancouver Ferry
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Lake Louise, Alberta
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My Egypt Article

I wrote a piece for The Lance about my trip to Egypt. Check it out in the link below 🙂

http://uwindsorlance.ca/2013/09/05/a-personal-account-of-egypt/

 

France Photography- Summer 2013

France is stunning. I had so much fun photographing it. Check out the photos below 🙂

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Say cheese!
Architecture fascinates me. Always has. Always will. — at Sacre Coeur, Paris.
Architecture fascinates me. Always has. Always will. — at Sacre Coeur, Paris.
The set-up is marvellous. But it's the windows that make me curious. I want to see what mysteries await inside.
The set-up is marvellous. But it’s the windows that make me curious. I want to see what mysteries await inside.
Our dinner view on our last night in Burgundy. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Our dinner view on our last night in Burgundy. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Our last night at La Roche d'Hys. 10 seconds before sunset. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Our last night at La Roche d’Hys. 10 seconds before sunset. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Lover's Bridge. – Paris
Lover’s Bridge. – Paris
Beauty... with a rooster.
Beauty… with a rooster.
The photographer and his friend.
The photographer and his friend.
La Tour Eiffel
La Tour Eiffel
Ancient. Elegant. Windows. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Ancient. Elegant. Windows. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Paris
Paris
So much love in Burgundy. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
So much love in Burgundy. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
In Dijon
In Dijon
My future home. – in Paris
My future home. – in Paris
The path less travelled.
The path less travelled.
Lettres. Who will you send one to?
Lettres. Who will you send one to?
The cows AKA the White Beauties.
The cows AKA the White Beauties.
The View. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
The View. — in Dijon, Bourgogne, France.
Parisian couple.
Parisian couple.
Peeping through the fence.
Peeping through the fence.
Notice the little things.
Notice the little things.
The set-up is marvellous. But it's the windows that make me curious. I want to see what mysteries await inside.
The set-up is marvellous. But it’s the windows that make me curious. I want to see what mysteries await inside.
Beauty
Beauty
Paris at night.
Paris at night.
In Dijon
In Dijon
The Door to Neverland.  France has the coolest doors. This one looks like it belongs to a fairytale with a magical garden.
The Door to Neverland.
France has the coolest doors. This one looks like it belongs to a fairytale with a magical garden.
Street life. – Paris
Street life. – Paris
Family
Family

France

Sacré Coeur
Sacré Coeur