interview with apofissinterview with apofiss2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
Interview with *apofiss
Welcome to ASKtheARTIST. My name is thefluffyshrimp: and today I have the great privilege to interview , artist behind the ever popular Boggart series and other great works.
Hey all you folks there in AtAChat! Go ahead and start posting questions now.
asks "Apofiss, where does the inspiration for your art usually come from?"
it tends to come from daily inspirations where dA actually has a huge role in it. the artists I follow, animes and movies... it's like an outcome from it all. also, the music... it does help a lot to imagine certain atmosphere more intensively.
asks "What program do you use?"
I use photoshop and paint tool sai.; photoshop mainly for colour correction an such.
asks "How did your unique style of art evolve?"
I think it began back in 2008 when I painted the very first bubble no really, the painting called ''mutual thing'' ...it was like a certain start I think. I remember few years ago I got really inspired by cypherx (she's on dA) wo
lovely flying stinging thingswasp to the face, and lo!lovely flying stinging things1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
oh my hell holy jesus christ
my god what the hell!
did not spark forth like sacred lightning
upon the offending
SomethingSomethingSomething10 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Do something crazy
be random as hell
speak out your mind
while being clever as well
think with your mind
learn a little bit more
make something different
something the world's never seen before
AphroditeRoses shall not narrate thy holy eyesAphrodite1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Undone by love, stars in disguise
Bejewled fair face, only thou fit
A blossom of hope that never wilts
Bound by spell only thee I think of
Angel thou I love by the name Above
Indeed crystalline thine ethereal face
Like a trinket shaped with Lord's grace
Or the falling benevolent winter snow
Valor wings thy hast heaven aglow
Enchanting thy lips take my sight
Young and tantalized thy beloved heart
One that shudders but never falls apart
Untying my hands Angel show me light.
The WavesTrace the lines in your palmsThe Waves10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
cement that map to memory—
and man, though you are weak
your palms are hard,
they are harder than waves
the waves that slam into the sands
they’re itching to ensnare you
but you’ve got roots in your toes
and you’ve got kites up in those skies
those skies that drift and whirl
the ballerinas, they tiptoe round and round—
are you dizzy?
So you lean into the dunes
lose yourself in the sky
the sky, that graveyard of dead stars
they glisten so sharply—
are they in rigor?
are they caught in the breath,
that gasp before the blood hardens,
before the final moment bursts?
like bubbles, they wink out of life
(they die in someone’s memory)
“so what are we then,” you ask
“what are we—
are we ghosts?
are we dreams?
are we dust?”
Man, you are weak
you’re trembling when it isn’t cold
and you’re feeling your pulse race your heart—
facebook haikunarcissistic picfacebook haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
preoccupation with hair
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Oh, Cleverbot.Cleverbot: Would you dare go into the ladies' restroom?Oh, Cleverbot.2 years ago in Comedy More Like This
User: I am a lady.
Cleverbot: I am lady too.
Cleverbot: Why is that good?
User: I dislike men.
Cleverbot: Me too .
User: 8D OMF. REALLY?!
User: That's good. Men hurt my feelings.
Cleverbot: I think like you.
User: That's a bit disturbing.
User: Get out of my head.
Cleverbot: And come on, come into my life.
Cleverbot: How do you know?
User: I'm smart.
Cleverbot: How smart.
User: Very smart.
Cleverbot: I'm very smart, too.
User: Is this the real life?
Cleverbot: I don't know.
User: Is this just fantasy.
Cleverbot: Caught in a landslide.
User: No escape from reality.
Cleverbot: Open you're eyes.
User: Look up to the sky.
Cleverbot: And See.
User: I'm just a poor boy.
Cleverbot: I need no sympathy.
User: Because it's.
Cleverbot: Easy come.
User: Easy go.
Cleverbot: Little high.
User: Little low.
Another DotMy mind is bit of contradictionAnother Dot1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Full of lurking frustrations
I believe but I do not believe
and the nonsense
That comes along the faith
Sometimes acting as a bait
That traps me within this cage
Brings out my imprisoned rage
I'm not Jimmy
Neither am I the son of Poe
I'm just another clueless rope
Waiting to get bind
By someone kind
To get rid of all these memories
And the feelings of empty
Years of meaningless guilt
That I have yet to dealt
I wait for the emergency door
Maybe an entity and more
Whenever I get too close
I have these images of white roses
Lying beside my grave
The one thing I always craved
So I snap out another time
put an end to this rhyme
Ask to my dearest Lord
Why am I just another dot?
Song of HealingHeal these woundsSong of Healing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Heal these scars
Heal my soul inside
From the dark
The light must not hide
Through the years
All these tears
I must ask
For a mask
I'll give you this vow...
No more tears,
No more fears,
I'll end your darkness
Clear your mind
Free your soul
Show you the light
Time shall change
Boy who's strange
Is our new hero...
I must ask
For a mask
Give me your sorrow...
Falling ButterfliesThere lies a girl in a forest so deadFalling Butterflies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
With a thought, just a thought, living inside her head
A thought of a world with no furious knights
A world with a dream in the darkest of nights
There lies a girl with a thought in her mind
Something the others simply left behind
A thought of a world of imagination
Where everyone lives in their own creations
A girl living in an imaginary place
With fire in the rain and a smile on her face
There lies a girl with a new point of view...
There lies a girl looking up towards you
There lies a girl, with a knife in her flesh
Life was not a place filled with happiness
What was the point of surviving at all
If every butterfly flies only to fall?
The Surreal SeasonArbitrary screams, have washed away in blissThe Surreal Season1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The forever unspoken words, turned into kiss'
From the uncertain lips of deceit
A chilling breeze from the exiled mist
The fiery summer has gone ashtray
Radiant winter is along its way.
freewriting: Lost in DreamsIt's a blessing it's a cursefreewriting: Lost in Dreams10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its freedom and also a prison
It is bliss that causes pain
You love it and you hate it
You want to stay
But know you must leave
Before you are lost in dreams
Its beauty is tantalizing
Tender and delicate
Yet strong and demanding
You find yourself
Into another place or another time
No longer is this existence the same
Another has become just as important
So you fight to stay awake
Yet the mind wins again
So you sleep awake
Day in day out
Sleep and dream
No one knows where you are
Then the sun sets
Another day lost
Dreaming days away
Then a lifetime
What to do to reclaim
The world of reality
Some how trapped
By the mind
The default is on dream
So you feed it
What else can you do?
You feel like a fish out of water
When this world comes into focus
So you dive back down again
For the sea of dreams
Has become your home
And no one knows
That you are about to be
Window of OpportunityI am dying. I am dying and there's nothing I can do about it. I know this, but I refuse to believe that I will just fade away quietly: that when I'm gone and when those that knew me are gone, that there will be nothing more of me in existence. I want to be remembered; I want to make a mark. Is it not the human condition to desire this?Window of Opportunity6 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I feel that no matter what good thing I attempt to pursue, it takes me somewhere that I had never intended to be, and that much further from my goal. Every consequent step taking me further down a tangential path I never consciously made. I have two hands and a voice and the knowledge of how to use them, but I feel less and less that I am competent enough even to do that.
I don't desire fortune or fame, but at least profundity. I do desire to be a good person. I strive to be the best person that I can be, and I am not blind to the fact that I am clearly not achieving this goal. As each day passes, I feel myself sitting idly by as my potential slips and m
SinsQuiet girl,Sins2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you sit alone.
Whisper your screams and
hide your salty tears,
behind your circus mask.
"Hello freak, welcome to Hell.
May you feel scared and lonely.
Commit some sins,like envy and sloth.
Envy the pride.
Have wrath on the greedy.
Be a slothful and gluttonous.
Hide from the lustful.
May you love this nightmare and
hate it as well.
Welcome to Hell, quiet freak.
Because you are never going to escape again."
The ElementsI.The Elements1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wine as red as stained glass
is lifted up & tilted back
touch wood like thunder
having given up grace
thread across wrists & palms
spent vessels returning to the heart
Fingertips suffused with pulse
lift to lightning's loveliness