dA love for everyone! #70

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As the title suggests, this news article’s goal is to spread the dA love into everyone’s heart! You will find here a little bit of everything, from awesome interviews with talented artists, art features, group promotion to random deviants' features. I hope you will find this informative and entertaining!


Interviewed artist: nicolsepulvedan :iconnicolsepulvedan:

:bulletyellow: Tell us what defines you as a person.

I consider myself as a sensitive and extremely romantic person. Lover of animals (especially cats). Lover of nature, I enjoy the simple things in life (mostly the things that you can’t buy with money). I’m also a good friend. I’m always open to listen problems and difficulties of my friends. And I can’t live a day without laughing!

:bulletyellow: How did you find out about deviantART and why did you join the community?

I found deviantART many years ago, when I was looking for brushes and resources for Photoshop. But only last year I started uploading my art to the community, receiving good critiques of my artworks.

:bulletyellow: When and how did you discover your passion for art?

I enjoy drawing since i was a child. At school I preferred to draw instead of studying. It has been always my talent, but a little over a year I started to draw a lot and I've rediscovered myself through my artwork. I’m really in love with my drawings and my art. It’s like myself projected into something that can travel the world.


:bulletyellow: What inspires you the most and when do you think your creativity is at its maximum?

Feelings are what inspires me the most. When my “container of feelings” is full I know that I have to transmit it and then a new creation just appear. Also when I look other amazing artworks at deviantART inspires me too much. Is automatic: when I start watching deviantART. I wonder with the brilliance of a lot of artists and this is like my fuel to create something and get better.

:bulletyellow: What do you think you'd be doing if you hadn't chosen this path?

I would be living my old life: Working as a physiotherapist… and probably without finding something to do and makes me happy at a time. There's an before and after in my life since i started sharing my art, an old me and a new me. I'm definitely happier now!

:bulletyellow: What do you think it's your most meaningful deviation and what makes it special? Does it have a story behind it?

My favourite deviation is one called The kiss. I get inspired in what we feel when we got kissed: butterflies. To be honest, a man has inspired me to do this illustration.


:bulletyellow: Do you have any insecurities regarding your art?

Of course I have! I’m very humble. And although I know that drawing is my talent it always be there the self-criticism. I know that I’ll never be perfect and I just love my creations for one or two days but then they stop feeding my proud. Then I think: Well, my work is just fine but I have a big road to reach what I really want to do. I think that I never stay 100% happy with what I do.

:bulletyellow: Did art ever helped you to deal with your life problems?

In some ways it does. Art helps me to deposit what I feel and knowing myself through what i do. It also helps me to share what I feel and that the others to identify with me. Is a mean of relief and communication.

:bulletyellow: What is the one thing you always wanted to do but never got a chance to?

To study art, even though i know that i’m young and if I really wanna do something there’s nothing to prevents me more than my own mind. So it is a future possibility.


:bulletyellow: A few words for our fellow artists?

As a message to all I would like to tell you that never stop doing what you love. Even if the routine is strenuous, or problems arises, if art is a very important way of expression to you please never leave it. I think that our mission is to make lots of people in the world remember that human beings are made of feelings too...

:thumb373650848: I want to forget you by nicolsepulvedan I could watch you forever... by nicolsepulvedan




Photography Feature


Into the Wild Red 3 by Michela-Riva fairy tale by laura-makabresku where trees are born and where their branches by juliatrotti BRAVE - MERIDA by Pugoffka-sama
Vic by Hart-Worx

Mature Content

Suicide And Inspiration by NataliaDrepina
Motherland Chronicles #23 - Dive - Model by JessicaDru



Traditional Feature


Legions of Power Land Enemy Excursion by AlanGutierrezArt Ketter's Cabin by adamquinnart:thumb384572058:
Lady of the Lake by BenJogan Lying Through My Faceplate (Crossed Paths) by js4853 Scratchboard Howl by Am8er Macaws by RobertMancini



Digital Feature


Dead Pixels Promo by Grimbro Future Flesh M by BillyNunez Dragon Tamer 2 by orochi-spawn snakes queen by DaniNaimare
Odrinary Person by LucyBumpkinova Basileia in Blue by TLCook:thumb384530850:



Literature Feature

Broken little birdBroken little bird,
Don't say another word,
I'll fix your broken wings.
Little bird with ruffled feathers,
Practicing will make it better,
I promise it will ease the sting.
Given time and all my love,
Lovely little broken dove,
I'll teach you, again, how to sing.
:thumb384327587: Ephemeral1.
i wake up and tear the sun
from the sky like this is a
grade school art project and i
am supposed to share something
worthy of myself-- i think
there is a black hole nestled
betwixt my lonely ribs,
devouring anything alive.
on days like these, my greatest weakness
is weakness and i am my own fatal flaw.
we live by mantras and my ears ring
‘i hate every piece of me’
(he put his head to my chest
and heard me dying;
call me beautiful now)
2.
we are the false ends of sunken
universes, we are pieces of
dead galaxies and you are
stardust,  god, you are
beautiful.
i believe that this is all just a dream
by someone with an imagination
bigger than the word “no,” that we
are pawns in a game not worth
remembering, but when i’m with you
i’m real.
i never took kindly to things
that required codependency,
the uncalloused portion
of my frostbitten heart
but god, you are
beautiful.

sewing the seeds of change.Silhouetted against the artificial sun, a man spotted me from across the plain and waved unceremoniously before turning away; he was the first human being I’d seen in six months.  I did what any person who’d been alone that long would have done.  I threw down my hose (the wheat would survive a few minutes without my care) and ran after him.
He walked slowly underneath the watchful eye of the solar lamp, the only one of the three in the station that remained operational after the end, and I kept running until I could touch the back of his shoulder with my calloused hand.  Managing corn stocks and digging up potatoes had worked my hands into rough mitts that scratched on anything like sandpaper on silk.
“Who are you?” I asked, but he did not turn around.
He was looking at something in the distance, where my pseudo-sun barely touched.  That part of the plain had wilted away, and had become the spot where I fermented plants and waste into mulch.  I still had to
In Nomine DemenciaJourney through the sanity of madness
Look deep into my eyes. What do you see? Do you see life? Or pain? Do you see sorrow? Sadness? Do you see me inside my own eyes? Or do you see blank, sterile, lifeless plains? As I look into my eyes I see nothing but angst and pain. In despair, I feel like I’m watching into the eye of a cataclysm. The borders of the chasm grow broader and wider. The shores around the pit grow thinner as the world in whole collapses deep into the profundity of miasma. Inside the abyss, inside the whirling pool of chaos I see not the present but the past. As I venture deeper, I recognize scenes long forgotten, or maybe just stored in the back of the shelves of my heart. As the ghosts and spirits of memories past fly before me I feel not like smiling or staring at the sun. I feel like lying down and dying. Smiles seem condescending, looks seem menacing. Approaches seem treacherous. Stormy clouds surround the memories of past interpretations of sensorial stimuli.
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Group Feature

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PhotographersDream is a place for all photographers. This group promotes unknown photographers that try their hardest, but it doesn't accept anything and everything in order to create an inspiring environment and to help artists improve!



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adamquinnart's avatar
Aww thank you for posting my little cabin^^ great journal we can feel the love!!!<3