A news series featuring art selected by me. There will be a wide range of themes and genres covered. In addition, there will be periodic interviews and artist spotlights.
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A month ago, I posted a poll asking my watchers/visitors to show me 3 artists they felt could use more love. They *were* allowed to pick themselves, too. Anyhow, the response was so large that I have to break the feature into two parts. To see the original poll, click here.
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For Axel LoversOne rainy day in the World that never was you are walking down the halls in the Nobodies Castle as you stop to watch the rain drops outside race down one of the castles large windows. You gaze out past the little streaks of water running down the window outside to see the big heart shaped moon glowing.
You jump at the sudden voice and turn around to see Xigbar grinning. "Oh Xigbar you scared me!"
"Ha I noticed you should of seen how high you jumped! Priceless!" Xigbar laughed as he clutched his sides. "Oh ha-ha, that's hysterical." you say sarcastically. "Well no time for jokes now, I'd go get my mission now if I were you. It's
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You and Me, Let'sLet's go ride on the stars!
We can fight the Daleks!
Let's save a planet,
With only five minutes on the clock!
You and me,
We can do whatever we want.
Where do you want to go?
Let's watch the great Palpodonian comets
As they streak across the green sky.
You and me,
Let's go in my blue box,
We can go anywhere,
Just say the word.
We'll save the universe.
We'll save several!
Take my hand,
We can ride on the waves of time,
All the way to the end of the universe.
You and me,
We'll see it all.
Lost and AloneLost and alone,
So far from home.
I used to boast about what I had,
All the riches I had acquired.
Unlimited food I'd say!
Gold and diamond!
Amounts to rival any other man!
Now I just dig through the earth,
With only the stone,
And the monsters to keep me company.
I must find my way home,
I must get off this island.
I shall return to my luxuries.
I shall never forget,
Just because you have many riches,
And much food,
That does not mean that you are invincible.
You can still lose it all!
RequestAccept thee my sincere apologies
I beg of ye thy forgiveness
My words cry out unto the wind
And I stand alone aside the waters
Why dost ye ask of me this
The wind sends to me in response
What need ye be sorry of as now
Dost thou feel ye have wronged
Words roll from my lips and tongue
I fear of them they might spread insult
For I feel pain upon response of them
Twinging regret as I think back
Doth ye protest for wiser words
Ye are still yet growing into thee
Mistakes are yet to be made
Give thyself time to learn with them
But many the mistake should I not now know
'Ere be a time I must finally learn
I doth protest for more co
Letting GoSick and tired of being sick and tired
This weary traveler tired of her burden
Longing to be relieved of the weight
And traveling to the end of the journey
I carry my pain as I head on with life
The past memories continue to slow me down
I want to drop the pain off my shoulders
And leave it sitting in my joyous dust
Find more adventure before my journey ends
Forgetting the guilt and remembering just bliss
Living without the regrets I've gained
And shake away all the weariness attached
Goodbye darkness, I decided I'm letting go
The Ring Ch 1 It was a cold and dreary day, the kind that tends to bring out the crazies and the homicides. Aragorn hated to think of what might happen but at the same time having lived in this city for two decades, had helped him grow numb to the blood.
"We have a new case," Legolas, the sole elf on the force said placing a file on his desk.
Aragorn opened the file and quickly shut it again, he had seen blood in his time but this was above and beyond anything he'd ever seen before.
"What happened?" He asked.
"The Nazgûl, they're back," Legolas said ominously.
"How? Sauron's been sleeping for ages," Aragorn knew this could only m
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Pick up your lungs, let's see the cityWith my bag weighing heavily on my shoulder,
I stepped out into the crisp, sharp, autumn night's air.
The machine that was pushing the breath through my lungs
was pulling the power from my limbs, but I didn't care.
My agony reminded me that I was alive, that tonight was
important and even though street lights would light my way...
the inky black night would cover my actions.
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The Other WomanIt hurts to know, that I have to put up with it.
That I have to keep secrets for so long.
I hate when you try and ask me if i'm okay when you know the answer.
I have an extreme hate towards the man that you love.
The fact that you breathe in my face and then pretend it never happened.
I know it's still there. I have a bruise.
From the way that you threw your foot into my stomach.
But what's funny? I don't think it's you. I think it's an entirely different woman, and when she comes out. She beats me. She beats me & she beats me. Until I fight back and scream. The aching stress that piles on top of me? I blow. I blow my top and punch y
I know I will never have the courage to tell you this. I'm the happy little Hazelwing who's always happy, never sad, always there for everyone, who will never run away. I'm the one who's going to be your best friend forever, and laugh with you and cry with you. But the truth is - I'm dancing with tears in my eyes.
Everyone expects little Hazelwing to be happy. She's the one who you go to when you're down, and she's going to cheer you up, offer you advice, or sympathize. We were always good friends, but that morning I woke up and it was different. I just knew that I had to see your face, and you would make me hap
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In this series, I hope to introduce the community to some artists who have been around dA for a while, but are still relativity unknown. The interviews are meant to be short and sweet. I encourage you to check out the artist's full gallery and add them to your devWatch.
-- This issue, we talk to author and photomanipulator, `Endorell-Taelos
Could you introduce yourself and tell us a little about yourself and your dA life?
Hello! I am a 20-something-year-old Australian! I am also an aspiring novelist and photomanipulation artist. I love fantasy and supernatural related stories and artwork. I don’t really have much to say about myself but I love coming on dA and coming to meet with others with similar interests such as writing stories, roleplaying and arting! I really love the dA community.
What would you say your main artform is? Secondary?
I am a both a writer and a photomanipulation artist.
When did you start pursuing your art? What prompted you to?
It’s kind of a tough question this is. I would say about ten or so years ago when I was in high school, when I first discovered my love for roleplaying, I figured that my characters would go well in their own story and universe. That was when I really wanted to pursue writing. And one of my novel projects has it's own group on deviantART, that is #LoreithianChronicles.
Photomanipulation came much, much later and only recently, a couple of years ago, when I wanted to try new things.
What is your favorite piece in your gallery at the moment?
I have a few; I cannot just link to one.
I’m so shameless.
In general, what is your favorite thing to create (i.e. fan-art, poetry, etc) ?
Generally, stories and photomanipulation… But I also like to be hands on with papercraft, scrapbook layouts and such.
Just for fun question: Of all of your OCs, who is the closest to your heart and why?
Luciana. It’s always been my dear Luciana, out of all my characters she has been with me the longest, over ten years. In the very beginning she was a very small and minor character with not much to show for it. She also had another name way back then. Over the years she has grown so much in terms of development.
She is the closest to my heart because I feel I can release my emotions through her, which is rather sad for the character itself because she is so tormented. No. Truth is, she’s always been the one that I’ve always felt more connected with. I don’t really know why, she just is. : )
Time to spread the love. Who are 3 artists you feel could use more love?
Oh, this is a difficult question. I have so many people in mind.. However...
First and foremost is ~Raithea-Rhuitaure, he has only been on deviantART for four weeks but already he has shown ability to create a world with his literature and his elven character Raithea and his fantasy world of Karmala.
Secondly, is *Rui-Shi, she is a close friend of mine and is a wonderful digital painter. She is going through a tough time right now so needs many hugs and if you are willing commissions to help her.
Lastly.. *Arenheim, =Gnewi, *DragonRider3 and *moonchildinthesky …. Whoops did I say more than three? I have my questions all of these people could use more love. They are all wonderful artists and digital painters.
`Endorell-Taelos's picks from the above-galleries.
The ProphecyDark-haired man stood before the fountain and hissed from overhelming cold; it would be strange that water didn't freeze if man didn't know that it's magical water, made by Uhur-Khan in the beginnings of their world. In this fountain the man could see everything that was happening in Karmala and beyond.
"Speak, old woman." his voice was threatening but the man remained calm and in his demeanor was something reminding calm before the storm.
"The elves will raise their heads again...this time forever." the old, dusted voice of a woman who has seen too many winters. Her face was wreckled and scarred but her eyes lit lively in the old face.
Any last words?
No, thank you for interviewing me!
Some of my picks from `Endorell-Taelos's gallery:
Luciana's LamentI feel only you,
I see only you,
I hear only you.
As the darkness creeps around me,
It threatens to suffocate.
Never enough to just take my innocence,
You turned me into something
I never wanted to know.
For all the things you've done, for your own greed,
Never once thought about your own child
Fragile as a porcelain doll,
now broken once more.
I dream about a world,
where I am free again.
It was never my fault.
I can still taste the blood
Of the many innocent souls,
It shouldn't have ever been like this.
Will I ever be pure once more?
I cry from the pain you put me through.
I cry as I carry the weight of the world
Special Feature 1
As a bit of a fun family thing, I had one of my children pick out a keyword and everyone gathered around and picked art they wanted featured. The word was "song" and these are the pieces that were selected:
This section will be used to promote special events and such around dA that are close to my heart, as well as requested pimpage.
~Bri-Cx is offering sketch commissions. Starting at $5, they are very reasonable. Get the info here.
~bloodrose83 has opened lit commissions. Having stories written about your OCs is a great way to help you develop them. For more info, see this page.
*dragondoodle has opened a new round of commissions. For a fully colored piece, her rates are great. Be sure to get more info here.
*pink-gizzy has a very large electric bill which must be paid. She is taking emergency commission. She offers a full range of types and prices. Be sure to check it out here ---> [link]
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