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A huge thank you to my firends and watchers for all their support! Every month I will try to give back all this love with a big feature, including works suggested by you
The works are featured in random order, for variety. So sorry if I missed anyone, I'll make it up in the next article!
Sit back and enjoy!
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Watchers' features - June 2011
The works are featured in random order, for variety. So sorry if I missed anyone, I'll make it up in the next article!
Sit back and enjoy!
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Mature Content
Mature Content
Mature Content
A Very Old Story
"Friends from the House In Front of Mine"
At night, I cry, while my friends lay asleep in their beds. When I know that they are all asleep, I, too, go to sleep in my little bed. A car engine starts, and I awaken immediately. It's only dad, but from then on, I remain awake. Cars pass by on the road just above my house, some with bad mufflers, and some with dogs in the back, barking their heads off because they're thrilled to be off their leashes or out of their homes. I envy those dogs.
Half an hour before noon the next day, my friend comes out of the house in front of mine and brings me food and water. She calls me her buddy, and sometimes her baby. It makes me feel loved, and all I can do is smile. I am excited to see her whenever she comes around, but that seems to be the only time.
Sometimes, my friend's dad will take me out the road, and I love it. The wind throug
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Hello life......I'm here...where are you?
I'm hiding
From the truth? From actualities that remain hidden from us both?
..or behind lies that makes us blind?
I'm still hiding.
Why? Why are you hiding from me? I would love to be just as vibrant as you are.
I would love to take all the risks you do.
I want to bleed,
I want to love,
to be loved.
I want to breathe.
I want to know what it truly feels like to lose a loved one,
to have my heart ripped out by those I thought were true,
those I held dear to me.
I want to feel the dampness of the rain on my face,
the sting of salty tears in my eyes.
I want to be thrown down on my back from the wind,
picking me up and shoving me down like I was the lightest substance on earth.
I want to laugh so hard my sides ache,
and my lungs can no longer fill with air.
I want to cry to the point where I speak to no-one afterwards.
I want to be so angry that instead of writing poems,
I take a towel, wrap it around my fist, and punch a hard surface...
..say, a w
She reminds you of the wishesIt's not so much that she wants to run away. She just wishes she could feel better -- no, she could be better -- in a place which isn't here. Wherever 'here' is anyway. It's always the wrong place.
She's afraid of the sky. And when you asked her why, she said,
"it just looks so heavy. I'm afraid that one day it will fall
down on me
and crush
me."
You could never figure out what she stared at
when she propped her pretty bony elbows on that white windowsill (the paint was chipped but she said that only made it more beautiful, more like home, even though she never quite understood what that word meant) and stayed that way for hours
on end, ignoring the clock
and her surroundings. It was like she had faded out
into a world of her own. And then one day you figured out that she wasn't looking up at that dreaded sky or down at the ground which was too solid for her tastes. She always had this feeling that it would swallow her whole if she let her guard down, and early on already, you w
wade,disenchant,flail:flounderi said fly me to heaven
because that's where you want
me to be
peaceful meadows
groaning churning
wax-drip sea
said if i'm going to be
caught in a spider web
maybe it's
not worth
trying anymore
you said fly me to heaven
because that's where
you want to be
i told you heaven
isn't real
and your hands shook
crystal clear crash
of glass clattering around me
ethereal this breeze
this ellipsis
this hurricane
this exhausting race
into nothing from
nowhere
because i thought too
hard and you
forgot
to think at all and
dreams are only good
'til you wake up
(or 'til you fall because the angels
don't know how
to catch a single
struggling
soul)
you said fly me to heaven
because that's where they told us
we were supposed to be
again i told you
heaven isn't real
heaven isn't real
i meant for us to drift
off into the sunlight
live in the bittersweet golden glow
soft and honeyed and gentle but
the stars came out
blazed by and burned us
the stars came out
i said fly me to heaven
because that's where you
aspire, inspire.ii. so you'll find that there's magic
in your veins.
and you've always loved
magic. yearned for
magic.
so you'll rip
open your
vein.
and the magic will
pour out, oh yes.
scarlet ruby red crimson
spurting dribbling running
spilling thick flowing
magic.
you'll watch it, entranced.
it sure won't watch [over]
you.
you'll have to clean it
after.
the raw red throbbing magic on your
wrist is what you'll need
to look out for; it might
get infected.
iii. so you'll find someone who thinks
you're beautiful and tells you
so, too.
and you'll think she's
beautiful
too.
(more
so than
you.)
it will be wonderful like a
play. you are a literature
student so you know it's a
melodrama. she will want your
heart and you will want her
soul and neither
of you will be entirely
satisfied. she will lose her
patience and you will lose
your
kindness and you
will lose each
other. she will run away from her
anti-home to help out at her sister's
job.
you will both be
hurt. she will have already told you
she would hur
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Stock Account
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For all the wonderful photomanipulators out there:
I recently made major updates to my stock account artori-stock (https://www.deviantart.com/artori-stock) and added plently of stuff, premades, textures, photos etc. Feel free to have a look and wander around, I'll keep'em coming!
Rules are simple and most of the stock is also free for commercial use. I hope you find them useful!
There you can find:
Premade backgrounds
Skyscapes
Waterscapes
Textures
Miscellaneous photos
Pricing Photomanipulations
Art in the Professions
Hello everyone, and welcome to the Art in the Professions Week!
My name is Orina and I am a digital artist, mainly photomanipulator. I've been working commercially with clients for a few years and I've been often asked, by fellow photomanipulators, how do I price my works. Many of the people who are just starting getting involved with selling their skills, feel a bit lost when it comes down to pricing their work, so I'd be happy to shed some light on this field, based on my personal experience so far.
But let's start from the beginning. What is photomanipulation?
Photomanipulation is the application of image editing
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Woohoooooooooooo beautiful feature and thank you so much for including my work