'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through dA,
Not a troll was stirring, nor Grinch in his sleigh.
Deviations were hung in digital Galleries with care,
In hopes that +Favourites soon would be there.
The n00bs were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of Daily Deviations danced in their heads.
And Fella in his 'kerchief, and spyed (https://www.deviantart.com/spyed) with his night-light,
Had just settled down to log-off for the night,
When over in the Forums there arose such a clatter,
Fella sprang back online to see what was the matter.
To the browser window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the tabs and refreshed the cache.
When what to his art-loving ey
365 Days... Mindful Meditation of Daily Drawings by techgnotic, journal
365 Days... Mindful Meditation of Daily Drawings
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365
Days of Doodles
Mindful Meditation of Daily Drawing
Foreword by techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
Gabriel Picolo is a graphic design student in Brazil who has provided at least two people—me and himself—a most compelling reason for getting out of bed every morning in 2014. He calls it the 365 Days of Doodles Project, for which he creates, each day, one of his wildly imaginative pencil sketch and ink drawings (quite a bit more elevated than a “doodle”—more like a free-flowing meditation).
Gabriel’s “doodles” often situate child characters intera
CSS Did You Know? - May 16th, 2013 by bradleysays, journal
CSS Did You Know? - May 16th, 2013
Volume 11
%CSS-DYK (https://www.deviantart.com/css-dyk) Welcome CSS can be difficult when you're unfamiliar to it. So that's why we're writing these articles! If you have any suggestions or would like to write a section in future CSS Did You Know? articles, please note CSS-DYK (https://www.deviantart.com/css-dyk). :)
Inside Journals are like Ogres by gillianivyart (https://www.deviantart.com/gillianivyart)
Color Models and Transparency by jonarific (https://www.deviantart.com/jonarific)
:icongillianivy: Journals are like Ogres
They both have layers! And they both can make you cry. The deviantART journals have two different structures. The original 'Old School' layout where everything is named .journalbox, etc. And my preference, the newer gruze structure. I prefer the gr
Flames flicker mingled with sweet aromas,
casting shadows across the white walls
that shield me from the destruction outside.
Creaking trees long past their ripe age,
dance among the howls of souls who cling
to the memories of rolling hills.
I silence them from my mind,
curl my legs beneath me in concealment
beneath the warmth of a fraying quilt.
Only my arms peek out into the cold,
grasping a bound set of papers that smell of wisdom,
stained and yellowed from years of waiting.
A steaming cup of tea rests beside me.
Carefully take a sip, spill a drop,
seep into the words on the pages,
become part of the story that is held
in my hands that
What I'd want back the most is my father
The daddy I used to know
The dad I wasn't ashamed of
The Papa that I could love without reserve
The Pa I could tell anything to without fearing anyone else knowing
The father I could tell what I truly thought of what he did without being scared of being rebuked
The daddy I loved and who has now disappeared and left another man in his place
The dad that used to be and that I'll never get back
The daddy I had and have no more for I lost him to another
The Papa that isn't replaced by my godfather or uncles
The Pa that doesn't get mad at almost every little word I say
I want the father I had when I was a l
"You can be anything you want to be!"
My mother'd told me at the age of three
So, in my youthful innocence, I trust
The image of my feminine self... I fell in lust
For truly, what else could it be
After being taught it's sinful to be me
Holed up in my room, I wasted away in tears
Misunderstood by family, rejected by peers
No place to truly call my own
No solace, no refuge, even in my 'home'
So I locked this sinful thing away
Take this bad thing from me, I'd pray
This bad thing... this thing inside my soul
It cries, it aches, it yearns to make me whole
Yet none would ever truly understand
Even those who love me would not lend a hand
Not beca
The pain seared through every inch of Mable’s body. Shivers tore across her skin, as she blinked away the tears. Instead, a murky waterfall of hatred and disgust rolled down her cheeks. Chemical streaks stained her skin.
She closed her eyes for a moment and sought a single sound – her heartbeat. There it was, so faint she barely noticed it. What would happen if it stopped in that second? Who would watch her body fall towards the pavement? Would someone stop to wipe the crimson hued secrets that spilled from her skull?
Her eyes opened – time to go home. It was not safe for her to be alone with her thoughts out here. There w
Time for some blind, fuming RAGE by BJPentecost, journal
Time for some blind, fuming RAGE
I've been storing this one up for a while. I realize here, I'm probably preaching to the choir but if I don't say this, I'm going to explode. I've been bottling this for way too long. If anything, you people, the appreciators of art, can print this up and hand it to someone when you hear them say shit like this.
(Note: "Asshole" is not just one person but a number of people who have said these things to me and other artists I know.)
Asshole: Art is NOT a job. It's just not. It doesn't involve manual labor, you get to sit on your ass all day, and most of you are even your own bosses! You don't have to deal with HALF the shit WE (who have REA
A Fresh Start: 19 Cliches You May Want to Avoid by WonHitWonder, literature
Literature
A Fresh Start: 19 Cliches You May Want to Avoid
First of all, I freely admit that what I say isn't gospel. I am a total amateur at art and writing. I've learned everything that I know via the internet and a few drawing books. It's just that I appreciate all of the tutorials here on dA that have helped me out, and I want to put a little bit of my own methods back in.
-zzzzzt-
“Greetings, human writers. It has come to the attention of Planet Zorgaborg that you humans have been abusing terrible clichés and tropes for far too long. We pirate your Earth TV shows, movies, books, and more for entertainment, and we demand better from you! Therefore, we have abducted one of your d