It's Feature time!Hey everybody!
Here are some great pieces of art that I'd like to share.
Let There Be Light by NickTadz Kaz by Parororo
Libra by Mixan-is-a-monkey Scarecrow? by Lioness123
the left hand of the devil by edredon :thumb208782508:
... ray of light ... by FotoOptiX
in her twisted mind by lemonwhogirl
Different Worlds by AnimaEterna
Sprawled by BreakFreePhotography
Affair Of The Heart!LoveAffair Of The Heart!2 years ago in Four Line Poems More Like This
Eleven Things I Love About DAEleven Things I About DA......Eleven Things I Love About DA4 years ago in 11 Things I Love about dA More Like This
I the way you can create doodles on Muro
I the functionality of the way you can customize your page
I the friends I have met and continue to meet
I the inspiration I get from other artist's work
I the News, Journals, Forums, and Polls
I the DA Meets when they are in Los Angeles, CA
I the the timely response from the Help Desk
I the feedback on my work
I the way that DA puts information on your deviation page
I [Heart] the friendliness of the staff
I [Heart] DA because they helped me get to where I am today, [Thanks for everything!]!
Dear Teen me17th November 2012Dear Teen me2 years ago in Adult More Like This
Dear Teen SMSK,
How are you… ah, but I know the answer already. "Fine, I guess" wasn't it? You never strayed from those three words as a retort and you taught me so as well. I know you don't have time to read a letter. You have important ventures to take care of and while I don't deny them being important, just take a moment to read through, since I know that later on, you shall have all the time and though, being who we are, you shall say "I don't regret it", I can guarantee this letter shall nudge your curiosity till eternity. You are young, you will have far more important ventures.
You probably weren't expecting me to write to you, but now that you have received this letter and realized who it is from, you must be brimming with anticipation over the eloquence you might witness. Old habits still force me into verbose literature but time forced it to settle on a borderline so don't expect much from me. You probably are still in that effusive stage.
You know, your t
Dear Adult MeDear Adult Me,Dear Adult Me2 years ago in Teen More Like This
Am I still as awkward as I am/was at 16…finally on the cusp of 17? I think I would be since, after all, people can’t change that much.
Oh, what about my relationship with Z, how did that go? It’s alright if you can’t spare the details, I don’t think I want them anyway. Everything always seems better with a surprise.
How did college go? Did I ever find the chance to explore New York the way I wanted, what about my job? Have I risen to the top the way I dream? Oh…can I finally draw? God, I hope so!
Enough questions, I’m sure I still plague myself with them day in and day out, I don’t need more…adult or not.
One more thing though…did I ever manage to have children?
As you can read, I have nothing but questions but think a bit…what can you have but questions if you are talking to someone in the future? They already know your experiences, so there can be no philosophical sayings. They alre
My Only SunshineThe chair creaked and groaned as if crying out for an unrequited answer. Anna ceased her relentless rocking, unaware of how long she had actually been sitting there. A slight memory of a crackling fire burned through her mind as the frigid cold took hold of her immediate thought. "The fire " She murmured to herself, "It's gone out."My Only Sunshine4 years ago in Literature More Like This
As if expecting a reaction from the nearby furniture, she paused a moment, contemplating the last few minutes of intense thought that had made her let the flames die. Excusing her momentary lapse, she managed to bundle up the fabric of her dress and make her way towards the last bits of wood that would keep her warm this Christmas Eve. Placing her small frail hands on the logs of oak sitting next to the fireplace, she took in the fresh smell - one that had once enveloped her handmade home with fragrance and constant comfort. It had faded, along with the fire.
Finishing her chore, Anna gathered up the bottom of her dress, and sighed with the creaking of