Oh, it goes way back. I made RPG Forums back when I was a young teen (not from scratch, I wasn't that advanced!). After a lot of hoo-ha and drama later, I remembered a person mentioning deviantART, and because I took a break from making RPG Forums, I decided to check it out and see what it was about.
I remember lurking for days on end, mainly hanging around the Resources & Stock Images area because that was when I first got into Photoshop (back then, the artists there had some pretty damn awesome brushes )
I didn't, actually, at the beginning.
I joined late 2007 but left early 2008 because of some personal issues. I started to feel a bit nostalgic towards the end of 2008 because even though I wasn't here for that long, I had made some pretty good friends, and I remember that the community was pretty amazing, in that respect.
I joined again at the beginning of 2009 and I stay mainly because of the brilliant community here on dA.
E.W.Y.L are my initials. I was messing around one day when I happened to switch the E around to a 3. I thought it was pretty cool at the time (still do) that the 3 sounded like 'Free' and the WYL sounded like 'Will'. It also helped that I didn't know what else to put, that '3wyl' is relatively original, short and easy to remember (I hope!) and that it has a double meaning.
I wasn't actually that artistic when I was younger. Erm... I doodled, does that count?
Seriously, though, my artistic ability (if you can call it that) only cropped up in recent years.
Hmm... For my photography, a relative of my mum's gave the family a digital point-and-shoot as a Christmas present. I may have borrowed it and never returned it back...
... but yeah, that started me off photography wise. I now have my own D-SLR and I love it!
For my literature, it was mainly the want and need to express what I was feeling inside at the time. I don't write a lot nowadays, though, but I like to experiment in all art forms purely because it's different and it can be very interesting and challenging too, although you won't see my fail attempts here.
Motivation? It has to be humanity and human nature. Life... humans, thoughts, questions... who and what we are and why... why most of all. Everything to do with humanity inspires and motivates me to create art and question what it really means, what anything really means, in fact. I would also like to say that Perception motivates me to continue creating; the Lady is beyond intriguing.
Ah, that's a toughie. Every piece I upload onto deviantART has meaning, although I can't help but immediately think of my photography when presented with this question
I guess I'll go with this piece:ForgottenI just want to lie
down. I just want to rest. So
leave me its quiet.
Whenever I read it, I always get drawn into it, and all the thoughts I had and the feelings I felt whilst typing it out resurfaces. It's a point that marks out my life, and it portrays my struggle of trying to shape what I felt into words probably one of the hardest things I've had to do.
I would like to see more unknown artists get recognised, I guess. Every time I browse through deviations and see no comments at all, even though the piece is great, I get a bit saddened by it, so for personal goals, I would like to continue supporting the artists who don't get as much support as they deserve and continue giving back to the community that has given me so much.
I would like to pimp out deviantHEART, Project-Pay-Forward and Deviant-Mentor. All are awesome Groups dedicated to the community here, and they all have purposes in relation to helping one another, which I think needs to be seen and done more.
I have a few of my own projects such as the series Make a Difference where I feature three underappreciated artists a week, and my own Groups ProjectComment and ObscuredPhotos, both dedicated to helping those obscured and underappreciated artists by giving them more exposure and constructive comments.
All types! Particularly rock, indie, classical, soundtrack, and alternative, if you accept that.
In terms of artists, I listen to a lot of Red, Lifehouse, Sophie Hunger, Imogen Heap, Balmorhea, Max Richter, Thomas Newman, Ravel, Article One, Innerpartysystem, sleeperspaceborn, Paper Route, Jónsi... Ok, I'll stop now, otherwise I just won't stop.
Ooh, I do have a soft spot for Breaking Benjamin, and I can never say no to a bit of Beethoven too! How's that for range!
I'm Finetwo words
and everyone is reassured
do they know
to do is
S C R E A M.
Want SCREAM. Listen... Not Im Fine.
I could not put down "Unwind" by Neal Shusterman or Patrick Ness' "Chaos Walking" trilogy. Both are fantastically original, present worlds that leave scope for imagination and make us ask so many profound questions.
I'm also a secret romanticist at heart, so Maggie Stiefvater and her "Shiver" as well.
Muffins, I think.
Actually, scratch that. Any desert will win me over.
As for drinks, I mostly drink water, although if I had a supply of pineapple beers, I would dig that!
4pm 59 minutes 42 secondsHe placed his feet to the brink of the building, making sure they didnt go over, not even one millimetre.:thumb135877135:
One. Two. Three.
Straightening up, he surveyed the world before him, feeling an immense pressure building inside.
Four. Five. Six.
Cars tooted their horns below, as general chaos issued when there was congestion. Crouching, he made sure his body didnt go forward. Moving his head a couple of centimetres, he peeped over the precipice of the mountainous building.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
Retracting slowly, as if he was a turtle, he slowly stood up again with precise accuracy. The wind howled and rain threatened to lash its fury, but there was still time. Just.
Ten. One. Two.
5pm. No, it wasnt that. 4pm 59 minutes 42 seconds.
Three. Four. Five.
It had to be at the right time. He had sought the place with stealth, but didnt congratulate himself in his find. There was time for that later.
Six. Seven. Eight.
Silent Yearsin these silent years
Time continues to tick with
this slowing heartbeat
Pet peeves? Oh dear, where to begin.
Nah, just kidding. I don't have that many pet peeves, but I guess on deviantART, it's when people don't create art for art, but art for popularity, pageviews, statistics, and so on. I guess that's fine sometimes, to each his own and all, but when a person goes out of their way to do it and it's really obvious they're doing it for popularity, pageviews, statistics and so on, I am a bit peeved. I'm also mildly perturbed when I come across a deviation that is actually quite good, but then you scroll down and you just. cannot. stop. scrolling. down. If you get what I mean.
In general, I get quite frustrated when people walk slow and/or they block the path. I understand if people naturally do it, but it still feels a bit inconsiderate.
Ooh, and another one for dA, when people are in a position to help others but they don't, that bugs me a lot.
I have a fixation, of sorts, on the concept of freedom, flight and free will. Seriously, I get kind of crazy and I even swoon a bit when I see, read or hear anything that links to it.
The majority of us have ideas on how something should be, and when that something doesn't come out as right in real life, we get a bit... Well, my tip is that we shouldn't expect everything to be perfect, and that it's ok for something to be rubbish. If something isn't right the first time, try again and practice, practice, practice, but don't force yourself to do it. Take a breather, relax, leave it for a while and look back at it with a new perspective.
Everyone also has a different style and approach to art, and we shouldn't compare our art to another's as a benchmark type of thing. I reckon we should set our own standards, but don't set them too high, and to take in mind that changes and improvement are gradual - they don't happen overnight.
Another thing I am constantly seeing is lack of experimentalism, so my next tip is to step outside your comfort zone and do something you're not comfortable doing, or you've never done before. Even if you don't like it, that's ok, because at least you've tried. I feel there are so many people out there who haven't tried to deviate at all... So yeah, really put the deviant into the ART, and seek inspiration from everywhere, all walks of life.
To describe something as broad as Art is so difficult.
Art is... a variety of things. Not only does it broaden the mind, leading you into dimensions you would never have gone into otherwise, but it's also one's own way of expressing one's self, emotions, feelings and thoughts. When a person shares that with another, it's one of the most beautiful things in the world.
I'd just like to say thanks to everyone for making deviantART the place it is. The community here is truly a brilliant one and every day I can't help thinking how lucky I am, so thank you PurpelBlur for the interview, thank you to everyone who has read it so far (sorry it's so long!), and thank you to everyone else who not only support me, but support other people too, because that's what it's about.
InsideI watched my best friend die.
It wasn't in a hospital and it wasn't an accident on some road somewhere. There's a saying, and I guess it's also… funny… how you never know what's going on behind closed doors.
I guess you're probably thinking of suicide - overdose, hanging by the rope, or (god forbid) the knife, but... it's not that.
Because it's one thing to die and it's another to die. I believe you can exist without properly living.
What is a life? We are born into this world with no say on the matter, and yet the majority of us take for granted that tomorrow we will wake up to another morning, another routine, another day in this same old life.
Are we happy in this life? Inside, where it counts, are we happy?
My best friend came from nowhere. One minute I had no one, and the next… I guess it's a sort of blessing that my best friend arrived when I needed comfort the most.
We began to go out and have wild trips galumphing up the roads. We made war with b
How Many.How many of us are suffering in silence?:thumb156625542:
Does anyone believe that the other person cares? That they will listen and do something, anything?
How many of us are suffering in silence?
So much that we are rendered mute, eyes to the ground, ashamed of looking up, not having the confidence to even look at ourselves, believe what is honestly right, and stand up for what we believe in.
How many of us are suffering in silence?
Our 'rights'; continuously t h r a s h e d like what someone calls a 'thing' and you a 'body', a 'heart', a 'life'.
Our 'freedom'; [incarcerated] no longer a human being, but a 'thing' that doesn't exist and isn't even worthy of the liberty to see, hear, taste, touch and smell.
Our 'happiness'; where we don't (can't) have a conscious thought to dream of those days, cling onto those dreams, because we are too busy surviving just one. more. day.
How many of us are livi
Obsessive-CompulsiveLook at my room and it is a mess, a mess, a mess, a mess, a mess. Lock the door, make sure it is locked. 2 4 6, 4 6 8, 6 8 10, 8 10 12, 10 12 14. Must make sure it is locked, locked, locked, locked, locked. 2 4 6, 4 6 8, 6 8 10, 8 10 12, 10 12 14. It should be locked, [it is fine] (shouldn't it?).
Too many things and yet not enough time, not enough, not enough, not enough, not enough. Have to be quick. Arrange, order, align. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Arrange, order, align. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Arrange, order, align. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Arrange, order, align. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Arrange, order, align. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Push it back, must make it square, must hear the clunk of it meeting, must hear it, must hear it, must hear it, must hear it. Now to count, must make sure it stays, must make sure it is not out of place, not out of place, not out of place, not out of place, not out of place. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. Move on to the next, must make it square, must hear the clunk of it mee