dA love for everyone! #76

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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: OmriKoresh :iconomrikoresh:

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

I am an artist. I paint in oils, i create sculptures and digital art. I try to be diverse and have different kinds of art expressed out. So all i have to say is that my art defines me.

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

It was in high school and a friend showed me the site, i thought it was cool and i loved seeing different kinds of art without being forced to like it... unlike art school.

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

I know i painted on the walls of my mom's house, i think i was 3 or 2, so i suppose it's in my most basic nature. Without art i'm nothing.


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

I don't get inspired, i work, constantly.
Everyday i get into my studio and i work my ass off until i collapse, i don't wait for muses or inspirations, so i'm always at my maximum.

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

Probably i'd quit high school and become a drifter. I'd work occasional jobs, travel around the world, get into drugs and die young. I don't really see the point in living without art.

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

T: RED - it's in oils, it's one of my best paints and it's huge, like 2.5x1.5 meters. It's for my BFA exhibition. This current project is all about stories and my interpretation of them, this specific one is about... red riding hood. For me personally this work is some kind of proof that i can paint as well in digital as in oils.


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

Yes and no. No because i know my art is good and i will be all right! And yes because i can't never ever know what the future holds. I might become nothing but then just another guy that can paint well.
My goal isn't to be in some kind of movie set and to create concept-art but to be in the real art world, galleries, museums etc. high art! That's a hard place to get to.

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

Yes, always. I put all my emotions into it, without it i'd be a wreck.

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

Go to the Mayan temples, see that huge cave in Austria. Basically travel a lot - like A LOT, 4-5 years min.


:bulletyellow: A few words for our fellow artists?

Work, work, work! Don't diss yourselves or others and don't be lazy.
And thank you guys for all the support over the years, it's been great being on this site for so long (:

Ordo Lupus and the Temple Gate by OmriKoresh:thumb349193280: The Journals of Raymond Brooks: Jaunee by OmriKoresh




Photography Feature


He still gots it! by Chuck8892 Golden Empire by BethMitchell Tough by SusanCoffey

Mature Content

Birthday Suit by Magicc-Imagery
PWC Building London by Stefan-Becker:thumb395716335::thumb395291245:



Traditional Feature


A Sentimental Swallow by mynameistran See what feelings I hide by BestIdeaInTheApple Prima Donna by denismayerjr
Splinter by emilcabaltierra Close-Up on Giuliano by JW-Jeong:thumb395576270: DEATH MOTH by MWeiss-Art



Digital Feature


Bride by phoenixlu Vorpatril (psd tutorial) by kir-tat After a rainy day by ELK64 Aqtc# 3 by lao-wa
Innocence by goldfishkang Dummy Bloom by tatasz Haunted house by tnounsy



Literature Feature

self pityit's monday morning, (two-twenty-two)
and the sky is shedding
its skin
maybe if i could peel
away my skin
i'd feel different,
too
Trust I handed it to you on Thursday
gift wrapped in purple
with a cheap shiny bow on top
 Handle with care
  Now don't you dare
ignore my warning sprawled in
Big
Bold
Letters:
 Fragile
  "The box was wrong way up,
 These things tend to fall that way
sorry it's in blood red shards
 don't know how it turned that color"
      stop trying to hide your crimson hands from me liar
 "Do you have some more
that you could give me"
  Sorry
 
 I'm saving my trust for some one
whose not as clumsy as you
             You see 
                   these things  
                               are 
                                   

crushed moleculesthere is dirt in my veins:
while a monument, a dirge,
plays me weightless
i carry myself in the echoes
i clothe myself in chemicals
a steady refurbishment--
skin cells live for an average
of three weeks but blood
stains carpet for always
(and some dirt also
cannot be washed clean).
Burying HeartstringsConfessions of a misguided poet:
this is me being brave,
no echo of my footsteps
after the ice has melted.
There is a song for this,
but you've been gone finding
hindsight.
Borrowing the past,
I leave my heart in Haiti
where we should be.
There Are No ShoesThere are no shoes.
There are no high heels, kitten heels, trainers or foot gloves,
There are no slippers at the front door or welly boots at the back.
None.
And then, one day
Inexplicably
There was a pair of shoes,
High-heeled and scarlet, with a perfect ivory bow on the toe,
Sat on the kitchen table.
Watching me.
They were beautiful, yes
But there are no shoes in this house.
They would have to go.
It seemed rude,
Putting those perfect shoes in the bin at the bottom of the garden.
Beauty amongst the trash.
But
There are no shoes.
They were back on the kitchen table next morning.
Glaring at me.
Into the trash they went again
And again
And again
And again
Until it became a routine of ours.
We would watch each other across the kitchen table,
I would throw them ungracefully into the trash,
And they would make their way back home again.
They tormented me,
Those inexplicable shoes.
Until one day
No more.
I took a hammer to those perfect shoes.
I hit and I hammered and I punched and


   
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Kukuzilla's avatar
Thank you so much! :hug: