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 You10 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
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
you don't miss me.i am sick of smiles.you don't miss me.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they are always fake.
i feel like i should give up,
like i'm hollow on the inside,
and i don't want to sleep
walk the streets
like the ghost
i really am.
i hope you find your calling someday,
because i fear i will fade away
before i will see the day
i hope i can find my voice again,
because i think about it too much, now,
and it makes me want to cry.
(this is all my fault, you shouldn't know these things.)
a precious lie i've known wasn't true
for a long time.
i am lost and alone for eternity, a constant mix
of relief and loneliness
without a person
i never really knew.
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.
You're the reasonYou're the reason I'm picked onYou're the reason6 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
Kiriban at 83,838 Pageviews + Big featureCatch my 83,838 PagesviewsKiriban at 83,838 Pageviews + Big feature3 years ago in Personal More Like This
Hello everyone ! I propose a little game : if you succeed to catch my 83,838 Pagesviews (make a simple screenshot and upload it), I would put you featured in my next journal ^^ !
Have fun !!
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Childhood Memories Contest!Childhood Memories Contest!Childhood Memories Contest!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
A contest to bring together Traditional Art and Artisan Crafts!
Part One - Traditional Artists
Your challenge is to remember a cherished childhood memory you have, whether it’s a much loved toy, a holiday with grandparents, a blankie or
jumper, the feeling of freedom or the smell of baking - whatever you
associate with your childhood!
You are going to get this memory down in art form, draw it, paint it, make
it into a collage, scratch it into metal whatever your chosen art-form is!
You will have one month to submit your entry. So on the 30th April this art will end.
When the contest ends on May 30th, the Artisan Crafts CV’s will pick their favourites from the traditional entries.
Part Two - Artisan Crafters
Your challenge is to take one of the traditional images and re-create it!
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
RVB - DialogueTitle: DialogueRVB - Dialogue6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Fandom: Red vs Blue
Rating: PG13 for swearing
Word Count: 889
Summary: Just a random conversation between Grif and Simmons, with some interruptions from Donut
Disclaimer: Red vs Blue and characters are Rooster Teeth's, as much as I wish they were mine.
A/N: I wrote this in school one day because I was bored out of my skull and needed some Grif/Simmons interactions to distract me. I decided to experiment with using only dialogue, so some parts are kind of lame because of that restriction. I had to use names more often than I would have liked so you could tell who was talking. "OTL
"Are you gay?"
"Where the fuck did THAT come from?"
"I dunno, I'm just curious."
"Yeah, but where would you even GET something like that, Grif?!"
"I dunno. And you haven't answered the question."
"What the fuck do YOU think?"
"Obviously I don't know, or I wouldn't
September 1st, 2009.it was September &September 1st, 2009.3 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.