ArtistsLittleCorner

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Hello all, and welcome to ArtistsLittleCorner. Thanks so much for joining us! Here, our mission is simple: become the most cultured corner on all of dA. I believe our group has not only the talented administration *ahem, ahem* but the determination necessary to succeed. Here, any art is beautiful, any art has the potential to be a success story. However, there are a few ground rules I'd like to set up, just to reduce the amount of confusion and drama:

No drama: don't diss or argue over anyone's art. We aren't here to discriminate.

No hate: keep your negative opinions to yourself. We're here to share love and art.

If there are any discrepancies, contact an admin; don't try and handle it yourself.

Don't get pissy about submission limits on folders. If you don't like the limits (auto-accept 3 per folder per day; 1 featured/favourite per day), please speak to an admin. We'll discuss and readjust as necessary.

Lastly, HAVE FUN! If ever there's any concern weighing on your mind in regards to this group, your art, or you'd just like to get some advice or critique, ask me!

Anywhoo, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy being a part of this major artistic movement.

Away in my cultured corner,
Hater12

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someone pass me my self-medicationi feel a dull ache in my hips
and i liken it to my yearning for you
with the flexion of my thighs
and the rotation of my shoulders,
i cant seem to always be turning
to face you
it hurts.
i'm hurting everywhere,
it hurts to be near you
and it hurts to be away
[and yet i still prefer it]
it's an ache,
unaccompanied by the sickness
of remembering your smile

mapped outmy hands start
with tosseled brown waves,
soft and welcoming to
my work-hardened fingertips.
they brush through with ease,
running smoothly from widows peak
to neck's nape.
i follow the trace
of his jaw line,
nimble digits dancing away
from their set path
to mingle within the valley between
plush lips.
a strong gust runs northwward
with his sharp intake of breath
as my thumb draws lazily across
his lower lip's ridge.
my mind is pulled away from the
task at hand: he speaks.
"what is it you desire?
what destination do you seek?"
my reply is simple,
"i'll let you know when i get there.
for now, i just want it all
mapped out"

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Poetry

I should have known (Alan One-shot) (MPhlox)I should have seen it
after each late night you knocked on my door
through each smile you managed to crack
every time my gaze lingered
through the thick glass of those empty bottles
in the ashes of those cigarettes
but all I saw was you laugh it all off
though I didn’t know at the time
I should have seen it
I looked at you enough
You always seemed to have things under control
I couldn’t see past the precise perfection of your one-man masquerade
Excuse me while I figure this out
How could I pay so much attention but miss the pain you felt?
Where was I?
Why didn’t I try hard enough to be by your side?
The pain tears me up inside
to think of the tears you always managed to hide
That nothing I could do would stop you
But then I think
If I was there, would I have been able to help?
To save you from that knot in your throat
To save you from having to forget
To usurp you from your glass bottle throne
Amongst the smoke and ashes

NoisesAll the noises that keep ringing inside my ears
All the voices that keep nurturing my fears
I tell you every day,
The basics of happiness
All the droplets that keep from sliding down
It’s hopeless and keep making me feel down
I tell you every day,
The basics of happiness
Yet, I keep wondering
Is there a restart button,
To reset all my life
To reset at the end of this line.
This is all I hope for
No matter who you are
I dream for this to be over!
This me inside
Hiding all around
Hide and seek, it must be
An endless game of tag.
Will you be the one to find me
Will you be “It”,
Cause I don’t know how to look for…
All the noises that keep ringing inside my ears
All the voices that keep nurturing my fears
I tell you every day,
The basics of happiness
All the droplets that keep from sliding down
It’s hopeless and keep making me feel down
I tell you every day,
The basics of happiness
Will you somehow find me!
Will someone save me!
Can’t you see the wo

butterflies. I dreamt about your
hands again last night;
one sat politely on the edge
of my waist as you pulled
me tightly against you,
your fireside warmth
leaving me lightheaded
and breathless for more
of your tender touch--

I woke up with the bitter taste of regret
sitting on my tongue
but I brushed my teeth and started my day
hoping
that i’d forget the feeling of your fingers
on my skin but the butterflies
that you left
t r e m b l i n g
in the hollow spaces of
my belly stayed,
even as day turned to
night and I felt the tug of sleep
at the corners of my eyes,
I still had those endear

a lesson on how to live, 'cause we do it best

an introduction to a beach town,
my home.
we come alive in june.
i know the streets to the ocean so well i
could get there in my sleep, like
it's just the other side of my house and
i'm sleepwalking to get that last bit of
summer fruit in a dream.
long naps on the beach and
afternoons flowing in and out of each other
like tides
when we dive in the ocean
(which, if i was a better poet,
i may liken to tears on a sunny day)
salty and clear and cool,
chilling the skin that was kissed by the sun
and speckled with seasonal freckles like
stars in july,
swimming so much my family calls me fish
and there are days when i still believe i have
the heart of one, like it's what i've been all
along.
walking at sunset slowing down with ice
cream melting sticky through fingers
used to holding sand and seashells;
they slip through the cracks and are
gone.
foreigners visit and we point them out,
laughing like, "look at the white on their noses
and the socks and sandals on their feet and
the cameras slung

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Breaking a promise can make you feel like a horse“Is breakfast ready?” Matthew Jung asked his wife Jennifer.
“It will be in about fifteen minutes.” Jennifer said. “I hope you don't bet that to Gustafson either.”
“Honey, how many times do I have to say I’m sorry?!” Matthew cried.
"Matthew, sorry just isn’t enough.” Jennifer said. “It won’t undo what you did and get us our money back.”
Matthew Jung was a young farmer who lived with his wife Jennifer and three kids on a farm. They were doing fairly well until Matthew one day made a very stupid bet without talking to his wife first with his old rival, Stanley Gustafson to see which horse was the faster one. The loser would have to pay the winner their horse and almost all their money. Guess which one lost. Matthew tried to get a new horse to do Rocko’s work and hopefully make him and his family a profit again…but the only horse he could afford now was an old skin and bones horse named Smokey.

The snow white TG of David MurphyThe true story of Snow White
Prince Charming wasn't a prince to start with. He was an accident caused by two young lovers. Not wanting to be accused of adultery, the abandoned him in the woods near a cave of wolves hoping not to be charged with adultery. Luckily, a kindly enchantress named Mildred rescued the boy and brainwashed the kingdom into thinking he was the prince. For a while, things were fine...till he got hmself in a screw up.
"you told your cousin Frederick what?!" Mildred gasped.
"I was embarssed okay." Charming said. "you know that bedtime story you made up for me...the one about the princess who eats the poisoned apple?"
"Snow White?" Mildred asked.
"Yeah.." he said. "I..kind of told him that she was my wife and I was the one who saved her from the eternal sleep. I thought he'd like me more. But now he's coming to see me tomorrow, and he's bringing the Grimm Brothers with him to do an interview! I'll be disgraced for sure if they find out I lied!"
"I can't keep using my

Time Changes It’s been three years since Melissa death. Isis was sitting at the end of the pier with a half empty beer bottle in her left hand. She was looking into the moon that was setting into the ocean. The ocean breeze hits her hair as all she could think about is what could have been. If she would have just come home earlier she would have been alive and things would have been better. Melissa wouldn’t have died and things would have been better. She keeps thinking this as she takes another drink of her beer. She then looks down to see her “friend” climb up the pier like a monkey does up a tree.
Isis: What the hell are you doing?
Charge: I’m a spider monkey
Isis sighed as she was annoyed has he climbs up the pier.
Charge: So why so glum chum?
Isis: Do you know what day it is?
Charge: I hope it is pizza day at the shack.
Isis: no.
Charge: Comic book day?
Isis: Hell no.
Charge: Then what?
Isis: It’s been ten years since my sister died.
Charge: It’s

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Adobe Slabs: Segment 8

The other day, Billy had asked M if he could borrow his computer since his own phone's capabilities were rather limited. M didn't see why not and didn't even venture to ask why. But he'd been on the computer more and more frequently. M couldn't help but be a bit curious about Billy's seemingly sudden obsession with email.
Halfway through another passionate argument between M and Mags (Mags was winning), Billy exclaimed, "Really??"
"Sorry, I'll tell her to keep it down," M said to Billy. He turned to Mags and whispered, "look, you have to know when you're wrong; the Pink Soldier is way better than the Red Soldier."
"No, it's not you. I'm just--I'm, uh." Billy looked at the two of them playing with Soldier plushies and then back at the computer screen, "I've been, like, looking at other apartments in the area-ish, y'know, and it's hella frustrating."
Ah, so that's what he'd been up to.
Makes sense.
"I bet."
So it became a thing that whenever Bil

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The Heart - Will Vandom by Princess-CoCo-154

Commission - psychedelic-flow by TheStarKeepers

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my art for HELL IS HARMONY band t shirt by MWeiss-Art

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Musically Optimistic

A moment of us.If under the stars, we sat for a while
I'd tell you my secrets, and steal you a smile
If the world stood still, and the moon stopped shining
I'd walk with you under the false lighting.
If the trees stayed bare, through all of the seasons
And the sun chose not to glow, for it's own selfish reasons
I'd take your hand, and we'd dance in the dark
And sit at the pond, that grows still in the park.
Sparks will fly, under the moon lit sky
And we'll use that light
To brighten our path
And together, we reach our abode, at last
In our room, we sit by the fire
And, feel the flames as our hearts will perspire.
We'll blanket together, in the glimmer of light
And snuggle for warmth, and I kiss you goodnight.

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Contest Folder

As I Watched Her WalkAs I watched her walk
Like a swan swims,
I began to wonder if
Any of it were real.
I mean, her limbs moved so
Flawlessly,
Her face changed so
Readily
Into a smile,
Her body enough to lure
A unicorn from
Imagination's shadows.
As I watched her walk,
I noticed she was set apart
From all the rest.
She was sacred, and she was
Waiting.
But here I was,
Damned to eternal wanderlust,
And I could no more reach her
Than I could stretch across
The widening chasm between
Here and There.
As I watched her walk,
I yearned,
And she turned her head
- Our eyes met.
I dissipated into bliss actualised:
I was free for the first time.

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Seeking ACTIVE Group Admins!

by hater12, Jan 10, 2014, 2:03:44 PM
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Hi!

Just thought I'd let everyone know that I'm going to be doing a massive overhaul on this group to try and get everything back up and running smoothly.

Part of the first few steps of this process will be taking on new admins for the group.

I'm looking to take on people who wouldn't mind helping for the following tasks:

Recruiters [x3]

Judges [x3]

Contest Aids [x2]

Theme Handlers [x2]

Blogger [x1]

NOTE: These positions apply to the admins already with us! You will be asked which tasks your prefer, or assigned one depending on the situation!

So as you can see, I'm looking to divide up the work completely, so that no one in the group feels over loaded or burdened. I want being an admin in this group to be fun. No one here should feel stressed but me.

If anyone would be interested in the aforementioned positions, please let me know via comment or

.

Oh, and while you're here, why not give the group a llama?

Away in my cultured corner,

Hater12

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n2n44 Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2019

Daxx-Lorenzo Featured By Owner Sep 6, 2018 Professional General Artist

May I join?

Vixerlen Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2018 Student Writer

Have a story you want told? I do point commissions~ Writing Commission Info I've been thinking about offering writing commissions for a while and finally decided to go for it! I am willing to write out info about Oc's and back stories as well, provided you give the appropriate information. I am willing to write out Oc bios and back stories as well, provided you give the appropriate information. (I ask 10 standard questions for the Oc Info, feel free to change any of them if you have something better in mind.) The bio would look something like: - Name: - B-day: - Age: With far more info obviously. Simply state all the details you want me to include.The back story would rely solely on what you tell me and how you want it. I obviously need info from you so I can write it. I am only willing to write original works, meaning no fanfics! I will write any genre as best I can. I will not write: ✖ Smut, or anything sexual. ✖ I don't mind writing gore, but nothing too extreme. What I mean is very graphic deaths or tortur Example Works Prices can be negotiated~

opportune-moment Featured By Owner Apr 21, 2013 Student General Artist

when are the winners getting announced?

TheWritingDragon Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

asdfghjkl THEY WERE ANNOUNCED!

unfortunately the founder of this group has been on a semi-hiatus...

the results are here: [link]

opportune-moment Featured By Owner Apr 22, 2013 Student General Artist

THANKS!

HoustonB Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2013

How do I join this group? I want to join due to the fact that this seems like a great group, and I also want to enter into the new contest. Thanks.

ListentomeSCREAM Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Just click the 'Join Our Group' Icon at the top of the Group Page. There are two. One straight under the 'Home' button and one in the large blue box that's for contributing.

HoustonB Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013

Thanks. I was originally looking at this group from a mobile device. The button does not show up on my tablet. Once I got into my computer I was able to join just fine.

ListentomeSCREAM Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

^^ Glad you could.

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