Nude Art PetitionIt seems that DA suffers from an over-representation of female nude photography compared to other types of Nude Arts, and that male nude, especially, lacks the representation it deserves.
This petition proposes :
_To enlarge the nude photography category to a NUDE ART category.
_To split this nude art category into a FEMALE NUDE ART and a MALE NUDE ART categories, which would both have their own gallery director.
This would ensure a better representation of male nude and other sorts than photographic nudes in the Daily Deviations and on DA.
Being YouMy day had been horrible. I woke up late, grabbed dirty clothes by accident, didn't get time to shower, and forget all my school books. School was a mess, no one left me alone, lunch was terrible food, and to add to it all, it was pouring rain and the buses were late. By the time I get on the bus and turn on my cell phone, I have three calls from my parents wondering why I'm late. They sound angry, too. The bus drops me off a stop early, telling me they have to catch up so they're skipping my stop. I run for the house.Being You9 years ago in General More Like This
I slam the door closed, dripping all over everything, and stumble into my room, brushing off my family. I drop onto the bed and bury my head in a pillow, wrapping my arms around it and sighing softly.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
His voice startled me, and I nearly fell out of the bed. Looking up, he was grinning softly from my chair, slumped in it with one arm over the back.
"Today was a bad day. What are you smiling about?"
"I like to see you. Can't I smile over you?"
How to write an exciting blog1How to write an exciting blog110 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
How to write an exciting blog in 10 easy steps!
1: Live an exciting life and write about that. If you don't have a great life, make up stuff you COULD have done during the day.
2: Update atleast once per day. You don't get those all important pageviews if people don't come back every day.
3: Provoke your readers. Politics is a great way to do that. If you live in the US; write about why you support Bin Laden. If you live anywhere else; write about why you support Bush. If that fails you can pretend to have homophobia, hate _all_ animals, be a racist or become a nazi.
4: Tell about your sexlife. If you don't have one, make one up. The more sexpartners, the better.
5: Write horrible things about your friends, family and coworkers. Don't leave anything out!
6: Take and post a lot of pictures, often. Clothes are no good, try to aviod those. If you don't own a camera you should steal other peoples pictures. You should atleast get a webcam to show off yourself, and your cat/dog/whatev
A TRUE DD!!!! (and an update. )A TRUE DD!!!! (and an update. )3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Yes ladies and gents, this is what this group is about. Not just taking quality, but helping to FEATURE upcoming, always learning and improving artist as well.
I was so proud when I found this. I really hope many of you see now that a DD is not an award, it's a feature. It's something someone was inspired or felt something and wanted to share with many.
NOW!!! Back to business!
We've got most of the new moderators in, and we're cleaning up some last minuet details. We'll be opening the gallery again on tuesday!!!
Edit: Add to your faves so the whole of DA can maybe see this on the top 5 at the bottom.
This Is A Poem About...Shes spinning in circles and her fingerprints are leavingThis Is A Poem About...6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
little bits of her story behind. Theyre smudged and erratic - sporadic yet
exactly where she intends them to be, and shes hoping that someone
will make something beautiful out of all the imprints.
Shes changing the world one word at a time, with strings of
vowels and consonants because
every now and then someone stops to listen.
Maybe shes not extraordinary, and maybe shell never trace her fingertips
over the contours of his heart but
for now, shes swinging under the autumn sun. Shes
breathing against hurricanes and theres a sparkle in her eyes.
And even though its raining and shes drenched
right down to her bones, shes dancing in spirals and
leaving pretty patterns in the puddles.
This is not about him. This is a poem about everything that isnt
him, because shes been leaking her soul away in words
and shes not sure how much of it she has l
oh the little thingsItd be nice if he'd let me breathe. Just inhale a little air to keep my teeth company- maybe even exhale again when they grow tired of one another. You really dont notice how wonderful it is to breathe until youre lying stomach down with empty lungs and the creepy man from the corner store sitting on your back.oh the little things6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But what can I say? Not- please get off of my back, I can feel my spine against my stomach and I dont like it. Because I really can feel my spine against my stomach and am breathless to say such. My cheek makes like feet against the wooden floorboards. This man has a whole forest of trees in here! All lying flat, cramped and without breath or life. I can sympathise. We cling to each other and both ache to breathe again.
I cant for the life of me remember his name. It was there bold and black on his shirt pocket every four pm. He was always the one with the far-off eyes and the rotting algae teeth. Hes a nutcase S
Drabble #4 - Promise - TokoPromiseDrabble #4 - Promise - Toko3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Supposedly, they were all grown up now.
The Yu Dao crisis had long since been solved by the turning of the port colony into Republic City, established by the Avatar and Fire Lord. The short rift in their friendship had been mended, as though nothing had even happened in the first place.
Katara and Aang were engaged, while Sokka and Suki were newlyweds. Zuko was happily single, applying all of his attention to building a better Fire Nation and healthier ties with both Water Tribes and the Earth Kingdom. After Mai had ended their relationship seemingly so long ago, he hadn't attempted to reconcile it after sorting out the Fire Nation-Earth Kingdom colonization issue, and it had turned out a well-made decision on his end, for his country was now thriving under his reign.
Toph had been established as the Police Chief of Republic City when the city was just newly beginning, and happily accepted the position at first. But now that she had been doing it for five years, it was star
My Closet.My closet is full of porn.My Closet.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Fluffy handcuffs and lingerie.
And the sex draw lies at the back.
My closet holds all the passwords.
To laptops full of yaoi fanfics.
And bad poetry.
My closet is brimming with secrets.
Bones that trap me in shame.
Time to set them free, and air out the place.
Fantasies of Titanic relationships.
A crushed wish to whisper "I love you."
So far from my Ice Queen persona.
My closet keeps all my fears.
Tucked away and buried.
My social anxieties and issues.
My family ties, all but cut
Through pain and hate.
Failed attempts to fix the unfixable.
My closet is big, but it's getting full.
Of paranoia and hidden emotions.
There's barely room for any more.
So it's time for change.
For truth, liberation.
And skeletons be damned.
My closet no longer keeps me safe.
It hides me from the world.
It keeps me from myself.
3 sides to every story3 sides to every story9 years ago in Editorial More Like This
His Side Their side And the truth
2002 I came to this website through, a friend of mine. www.iceboyx.deviantart.com.
He was a troubled person, struggling with too many issues, and for my ongoing respect for him, I refuse to disclose them. I knew him since he was younger, and the boy was always odd. So for me to be interested in something like this, I found it to be foreign. Nonetheless, I came, I saw, and I enjoyed. I enjoyed this place, even though to others, I was Young and didn't see the taints behind it. Point is, I enjoyed it. It was the first time I saw anime, the first time that I had laid eyes on the art, that others had created. I Have seen through the minds of baby geniuses, as they write their lives in graphite. I was enthralled and I knew I wanted to be a part of it. I joined sometime in 2003, at first like any other hoping just to be popular. I wanted people to see what I could do, to get some sort of feedback. That's all that I wanted then. But then I found, that it wasn'
I am a girlI am a girlI am a girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that loves to be different
Who is shy around the opposite sex
and a girl who doesnt say a word when depressed
I am a girl
that loves both men and woman
Who told the ones she love
and a girl that was open
But all they did was laugh in her face
a girl that wants to be different
I am a girl
that has her head held high
Pretending like everything is okay
even though deep inside she is dying
I am a girl
that is strong
Who loves to be different
and want to prove to the world
She is meant to be here
I am a girl
that is bi
A girl that wants to show the world
that we do exist in life
I am a girl that is learning
a girl that accepts anybody for who they are
I am a girl
that wants to be open
A girl that wants to prove to the world
she is meant to be here
But most importantly
I am a girl that is bi
I love both men and woman
A girl that wants to prove to people
That we are all humans
and not cowards
I am a girl
that wants to stand up to what she believes in
A girl that is meant to be bor
The Bad TouchVergil had been minding his own business, enjoying a cup of coffee and a book on higher necromancing rituals; in truth, simply enjoying the days as well as Vergil would allow himself, when stomping sounded from the direction of the back stairs, and he sighed, already seeing the day take a downward turn. Of course Dante would choose that particular moment to emerge from his 'cave'. Of course he would.The Bad Touch5 years ago in Humor More Like This
He made a noise in the back of his throat and turned a page of the book sitting at the edge of his lap, and the door leading to the back rooms of the building swung open. Vergil refused to look up; he did! He wasn't going to give Dante the attention he was so adamantly stomping for. The stomping continued, right up until Vergil could see bare toes over the top of his book, and he scowled, bringing it a little higher to obscure them. Stupid little brother, couldn't he see Vergil was busy.
"Hey, Verg." Vergil twitch
it's been 6 months without youdon't you hate dreamingit's been 6 months without you4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of a former crush or love
whom you have not seen
since last june?
especially if in your dream,
your nine-month obsession
still won't acknowledge you
or your petty feelings. even
though you have unfinished
don't you hate when nightmares
remind you of someone who you
thought you were over? why do
i subconsciously remember you?
why can't i forget you? i thought
i had closure. i guess not.
i guess i never will.
Azula's take on "Call Me Maybe"I would like you guys to have something fun right now. Enjoy. http://www.vocaltwit.com/4506Azula's take on "Call Me Maybe"2 years ago in Personal More Like This
And also, contest. http://legend-of-korra.deviantart.com/gallery/39398004
Our Ongoing Battle Against Malicious Ads TweetOur Ongoing Battle Against Malicious Ads3 years ago in DeviantART Announcements More Like This
Our Ongoing Battle Against Malicious Ads
Toward the end of April, deviantART released a community-wide news article that outlined and reaffirmed our stance against advertisements that auto-play audio, contain pop-ups or redirects, and promote virus or malware activity. Three months later, we'd like to provide an update on our efforts to block malicious advertising from running on the site.
We're taking these concerns seriously
DeviantART takes all concerns on this topic very seriously and immediately implemented a number of changes to reduce the chance those type of ads would get served by our ad partners. These initial steps w
Watch Full Episodes of A:TLA and Korra OnlineYou can watch full episodes of Avatar: The Last Airbender's Book 1 and Legend of Korra's Book 1 free in high quality here. If you're facing Avatar Withdrawal Syndrome or want to introduce a friend to the series...here's the place to go. Full episodes courtesy of Nicktoons!Watch Full Episodes of A:TLA and Korra Online2 years ago in Personal More Like This
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After you watch or re-watch episodes share your thoughts or start discussions in the Avatar: The Last Airbender episode discussion or Legend of Korra episode discussion.
Have You Seen God?I've seen God.Have You Seen God?5 years ago in Open More Like This
I saw him in the smile my cousin's little boy gave me yesterday.
How could such a beautiful creation be random,
Or have no purpose?
I saw him in the old lady who gave a homeless man a pound,
Even though she had to dig right to the bottom of her bag for her purse.
She had arthritis.
I saw him in my beautiful, brave auntie who gave her life to good.
She deserves her just reward for loving, no complaints, even though
She died from her illness.
I saw him in the children of Agape, so radiant and inspirational.
Through all the poverty life has thrown at them one after the other,
They never gave up hope.
I saw him in the stars, but I saw him in the wasps,
I glimpsed him in the waves, but they drowned a man soon after.
I glanced him in the elements, but one of them is fire.
I thought I saw God,
But maybe I've seen nothing yet.
Kiriban at 83,838 Pageviews + Big featureCatch my 83,838 PagesviewsKiriban at 83,838 Pageviews + Big feature3 years ago in Personal More Like This
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Art Is...As an artist I constantly find myself bombarded with the question: "how can you make this stuff up?" And for the most part I am bothered by this question, for as Julia Cameron once said "art is not about thinking something up. It is the opposite – getting something down." To create a body, to give it flesh and bone and breathe life into its shadowed eyes and form a personality through expression, this cannot be done from nothing. There is no possible way to create such a character from nothing. How arrogant would it be of the artist to think that his almighty pen can stretch into the void and like the magic of the stars illuminate the dark circle with life. It is not possible. Even the imaginary creatures that sometimes spill upon the paper before me do not come from nothing. They come from hard research of the muscular and skeletal structure of various creatures, of studying the sweat on the flankArt Is...8 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Chain Reaction.Dante sighed as he walked along the dingy alley. He'd just finished up slaying god knows what, and eternal sleep was feeling too tempting for him. What's up with me? Usually I'm ok with the slaying. Maybe I got poi- no, that's crazy ass shit. He thought, idly. He carried on walking, until he could see the crimson lights of his place, 'Devil May Cry'. He stopped. He looked at his place, then at Love Planet, the local strip club. He looked back. Again and again. In the end, he let his thirst for sleep be put aside, and trudged to the club.Chain Reaction.9 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
He walked up to the stained bar and ordered pure Vodka. It was one of those nights where he needed to get so pissed that he didn't know who he was. He slowly drank the vile stuff, and turned in his stool to look at the stage. Surprisingly, there wasn't a man in sight, just women in the audience. This isn't a gay night, is it?! Oh man... He turned back in his seat. He shook the dirty thoughts he was having in his mind, and stared blankly i
Masked ReasonApril lay on her stomach, idly kicking crossed ankles, her nose crinkled in boredom, all while watching Donatello fiddle with the laptop beside her, "Why don't you guys ever take off your masks? I see you guys yank each other by them all the time!"Masked Reason1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Raphael's head popped up from pinball machine-land and grinned, elbowing Michelangelo, as Donatello attempted to interrupt his train of thought to answer. "Yes, but it's a-actually an important piece of our gear, April." His hand hovered in the air, a finger ready to pontificate on the subject.
Mikey immediately wrapped his hands around Donatello's mouth while Raphael unceremoniously pried the mask off Donnie. "Here April, lemme show you. See, what the genius is gonna tell you is 'WE are Reptiles!' and you won't have a clue what that means without feeling it!" He reached over and plopped April's hand across the maskless skin. "Just let her figure it out for herself, Donnie."
He grinned at Michelangelo as Donatello's mouth sagged open
They Live In MeI am them. They live in me.They Live In Me6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I am the rage of Raphael. I am the frustration. I am the disgust of my uselessness.
I am the intelligence of Donatello. I am the seer of the big and little picture all at once. I am the arrogance of knowing I am right. I am the fear of inevitable failure. I am the determination to continue until I succeed.
I am the faith of Michaelangelo. I am the belief in what I do is correct, for the greater good. I am the true, pure heart.
I am them. They live in me.
Even when they're gone, I will never be alone.
I am them. They live in me.
I am the strength of Leo. I am the determination to see a plan through, once executed. I am the stubborn will to keep going even if there is only a sliver of a chance of success.
I am the enjoyment of Michaelangelo. I am the teasing wit. I am the amusment of a good jok
these are the last things i'll say before i'm goneIf I had to give a name to what I'm feeling I would just call it disappearing. Because it's exactly like the way that you can know everything about someone one day and nothing the next. It's the quick death love has that leaves you wanting more or wanting it back in the best and worst of ways.these are the last things i'll say before i'm gone3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
If I had to explain I would say this feeling is something like standing outside of your door at four in the morning, even though I know I shouldn't be here, wearing the same wrinkled clothes I had on the day before, wanting nothing more than to beg to come home, but knowing better, because following the motions isn't really the best follow through.
I won't admit how much I miss you I can't, but I can tell you this.
The thing about disappearing is that it doesn't stop me from wanting to be completely impossible to forget. And maybe that's a bit of an anomaly, but I've never made much sense to begin with anyway.
And sure, we're all different in the same ways, but I want to be differen
FINALLY FINISHED!Ladies and Gentlemen, I am pleased to announce that one year, eight months, and two days after the group was founded, the Book is DONE and ready for purchase!FINALLY FINISHED!2 years ago in Personal More Like This
Follow the lovely link here to order your copy: http://www.lulu.com/shop/project-tortall/the-tortall-comics-project/paperback/product-20380194.html
There should also be a downloadable version coming soon, so keep an eye on the club for that.
Thank you all for participating in, watching, and spreading the word about the club. (I think Steph would also like to thank you for not throwing rocks at us when we fell behind.)
Queen-Obsessed, and the entire production team
ps. Thanks to SeiraSky for posting this: "For anyone ordering the book from Lulu- there's a 20% off coupon! The coupon code is : SEPBOOKS12"
You're the reasonYou're the reason I'm picked onYou're the reason5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But you've long since gone
I'm your son
And look what you've done
You divorced mom when I was child
You have my number, but you've never dialled
I used to lie awake at night
In hope not spite
That you'd walk back through the door
Just set foot on my floor
Now I lie awake at night scared
Getting ready, getting prepared
Prepared for if you walk through the door
Prepared for if you come back to cause more
More destruction to little old me
For I no longer know who you are or what you may-be
I'm only seventeen yet that information is long-since lost
Like a whisper in the wind or a friend double crossed
I have but two memories of you with the family and such
And even remembering them is too much
Too much for me too handle
Feeling alone, like a solitary candle
And you wouldn't care if I burnt and faded away
You woudn't even know, because you didn't stay
You don't even send money to help us along
Just left us, but we're united, we're strong
We make it through li
September 1st, 2009.it was September &September 1st, 2009.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this time you were dying for real
& I couldn't stay. I spent
my whole life learning to say
goodbye to you,
folding paper cranes
out of waiting room brochures about
& antibacterial soap. you remembered
the songs we used to sing, but not
my name, whispering goodbye,
don't leave me, goodbye until I did,
& then you screamed. screamed. &
it followed me, stayed with me
for all this time, along with the one
gentle hand on my shoulder, a woman
I'd never met, squeezing once.
I love that hand. the one
that still helps me carry you, even
after all these years.