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It doesn't even smoke - a soliloquy on art blockSo, my Inspiration went to buy cigarettes.I knew what was going on, since my Inspiration doesn't smoke, so, when it didn't come back as I expected, I decided to send my Will to Draw looking for it in order to bring it back to me.It turned out to be a bad idea, since I never saw either of them again.It's about a month now.No need to mention how much I could use their help right now. I tried to do things without them, but it didn't really work out... Of course I can still draw, it's not like one can lose the ability to do something when head traumas are not involved. Problem is, I'd rather wash dishes or spend the whole morning on the couch with my dog as a blanket than draw.I know what people like to say in this cases... "It's not art block, it's just you being lazy"Yeah right, I'm so lazy I'd rather clean the whole house or stare the wall the whole day than do what I love the most. You're a genius, my problem is solved now, thanks."Then keep drawing an
It's the Women's Heart"You surely are hard to find, aren't you, Windrider?"Putting the glass back on the tavern bar, Sywyn glanced at the young man who sat on the wooden stool beside him. Brown curls flickered in the firelight, and clear green eyes returned his gaze, inspecting him and looking for a reaction. "I see you do recognize me. I must admit I really wasn't expecting so much," he said smiling, "it saves me the embarrassment of introducing myself again, at least."The scarred elf looked away without a word, while his new companion kept staring at him with genuine curiosity."It's not like I thought you were going to be happy seeing me either, of course..."No response came, and the young man just nodded peacefully, his smile still on his lips."You're not very talkative, I see... is it just because of me, or shall I assume you have other qualities to make up for it?"Sywyn clenched the glass in his hand and held his breath in an effort to remain calm, teeth gritted behind pres
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Celebrating Deviousness - July 2013Deviousness Award Congratulations to `SynfullA (modern) history of deviantART emotesFormatting text and images on dA HTML CodesCreating modern artWhat is this Awesome Achievement?The Deviousness Award is an accolade which is traditionally handed out on the 1st of every month to one truly outstanding deviant.Synfull ID
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Commissions InfoStatus can be found on my front pageGeneral infoTo order a commission or ask for a quote, send me an e-mail at serenaverdeart[at]gmail.com with an accurate description of the illustration you're looking for; attaching visual references (if applies) is highly encouraged. Price will be calculated basing on the elements present in the description, and will be referring to the list below.Upfront payment, through PayPal only. I'll provide you the e-mail address for the transfer once your order is approved. No need to add fees to the total price, they're included already.You will receive a high resolution file of your commissions, also, a small copy of the picture will be probably submitted to my art sites, unless we agreed otherwise.Originals of traditional mediums commissions will be sent only upon request and for orders over 50€. I will notice you about shipping fees and let you know when the commission will be
darwin's revengein the embryo of the cityin their cagethey paint their nails notknowingthat the sun is watchingfrom his trap doorin the cloud ceiling wherewhales can't swim but goto dreamand drop down their weight in rainnot measured in pintsbut lives overflowedin lost archipelagos fullof automatic islandsthat catch the eyes like needleswhen viewed from further awaythan the end of the world
a modern opheliashe found fennel beneath her pillow,and felt the familiar flutterof glassfish between her ribs.to distract herself, shescattered the reddest petalsin her bathwater.she braided poppies in her hairand, gasping,let regret invade her lungs.
Introductions V: Lasas"Ladies and gentleman, please find your seats! You are here to witness the telling of one tragic tale! I hope that you have brought something to wipe those tears away!"The sound of slicing flesh rang throughout the room, followed by the sound of a collapse. An outline of a black shadow stood upon the curtains of the stage. It appeared to be the shadow of a man. A moment later, it seemed to be smiling."Thank you, that's enough. Please, I said enough clapping!" he chuckled as the room stood silent."Allow me to introduce myself. I am called Lasas."The man then stepped out from behind the curtains. Yellow eyes glimmered from his face and the spotlight glared off his shiny head. A crimson cloak hung off of his tall figure, his left arm curled around a wooden staff. He beamed at the sight of the audience."Did you come here and expect to see one of the greatest of the tragic performances?" the man yelled. "Well, fortunately, I am here to tell you that there has been a slight chang
Death to the Poet"Death to the Oracles, Gypsies of LightWho see through blindness of man and his infinite nightThrough the lies of the Fates and their wriggling talesAnd hear oncoming days through time's shrieks and wailsDeath to the Sorcerers, Gypsies of ForceWho weave fire from breath and sing winds off their courseWho lift Earth from it's patterns and craft boisterous rainAnd trap stars in their palms, and suck suns in their veinsDeath to the Mothers, the Gypsies of LifeChild's Deus Ex Machina, the hunting man's wifeThe bearer of Futures, the giver of SoulsWho find shadows of crisis and swallow them wholeDeath to the monsters shrieking in the mindOf the man with whom tragedy and God are entwined,Manipulating old words to invigorate youthDeath to the Poet, The Gypsy of Truth"
wanna win a month PM?(ended)yup dats right all u gotta do is fave this journal and comment below ,i will be doing wat i did last time but bare with me guys ill have alot of names to add to the list XD (like last time )spammm this journal XDoh also if u already hav a pm i think it be nice to let others who dont have it a chance ;u; tho u can enter for freinds C:this will be the last one of these for a little while as i have college >w
Watcher Raffle (Winners)RAFFLE TIMEI recently hit 1000 watchers, and to celebrate this I'm holding a raffle! There will now be two winners! Good luck to all 24 hours left! Winners announced!PRIZESThe results from the poll were close, so I'll let the winners choose between: A waist-up sketch (digital or traditional) OR 400 OR A 1-month premium membershipWINNERSCongratulations to :iconminnasd:MinnaSD and :iconcopperfrost:Copperfrost! Please choose from the prizes about and shoot me a note/comment about what you would like c:THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO ENTERED!
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Contest, win cash (extended deadline)Running time: from 5 august to 30 novemberEn françois de Francie pour mes compatriotes adoré(e)s http://sta.sh/0miuvyosbqk Games of court and crownSetting (A very quick introduction to the land and story) :My story takes place in the country of Dendroa, the land of Storms (part of the world of Derkomai I created) during the period when Aelys was part of the Keeshir Guard, from the moment she was found after the wreckage to the one when she will have to flee to Drechenval, scapegoated with the murder of the king. Dendroa is a monarchy with harsh laws. Slavery is forbidden but every citizen has to contribute to the well being of the country, both by taxes and public works when requested (the nature of the task is adapted to the capacities of every one).The pantheon is composed of several deities, the main bei
250 Point Giveaway and Art Raffle!(CLOSED)Hey Everyone! I've decided that I'd like to host a raffle, the prize being 250 points and a simple headshot commission from me!The rules on how to enter are really simple: this journal create a journal about this giveaway and comment here with the link Once I see the link to your journal, I will reply with your raffle number. Make sure not to forget it! XD (Optional) You don't have to be my watcher, but it is much appreciated considering part of the prize is free art from me (:And that's it! I will be using random.org to pick a raffle number for me at the end of the giveaway, and I'll make sure to notify you if you've won. Raffle ends: September 1st, 2013Good luck everyone!-Brooke
Fan and Creator RelationshipsWe see it all the time these days. An artist posts work-in-progress of whatever it is they're working on and they get instant feedback from their fans. Be it on tumblr, DA, through a livestream session or on their websites, this trend of letting fans critique their work before it's finished is becoming so common place that it's almost expected of us now.Personally I'm a little torn up on the idea. On the one hand all artists need feedback and critique to improve, and if something isn't right with their work it's much easier to notice and fix while it's in a preliminary stage. On the other hand... a creator logistically can't show the behind the scenes work of everything they do. And if an artist isn't being 100% transparent with their art, it's often wrongly assumed that they're trying to "hide" something.It's been happening more and more lately, fans of an artist being extremely vocal about how they feel the art should be drawn. And while feedback is important, I also
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