Tell us what defines you as a person.
Hmm... I guess my patience and hope. I can have a lot of patience, especially when I draw... and hope, because so many bad things already happened in my life, but I still hope that everything will be better in future. I keep staying very optimistic. How did you found out about deviantART and why did you join the community?
I think that I was browsing images with my sister on the internet and other day we decided to make an account, which we still have and share. We are artists and we found deviantART awesome for artists who want to share their art with world. When and how did you discover your passion for art?
Well, I was just a kid when I discovered my passion for art. I was 3 years old when I started to draw and my parents supported me. They always bought pencils and other art stuff to me and sister, because they noticed that we liked to sketch things on everything... literary everything... even on family photos
(that's why they started to buy paper). I always wanted to draw and I still love to draw. My passion didn't vanish over these years, but I think that it became even stronger. What inspires you the most and when do you think your creativity is at its maximum?
I'm mostly fantasy artist, but even basic daily things can inspire me... like a garden, light, night... I like to draw fantasy stuff, because I can free my imagination as much as I can. There are no restrictions or rules like when you draw realistic. I just like to make new, even weird things... I'm almost like a kid who don't want to listen rules too much... they normally do opposite what you ask them to do. The same is with me...
And my creativity is at its maximum then... when I want to search for more inspiration I just watch fantasy movies or I play games. What do you think you'd be doing if you hadn't chosen this path?
Hahaha... I had to laugh here.
I can't imagine myself to do anything else. I guess that when you do something for almost whole life, you just can't imagine yourself to do anything else. But... maybe, maybe... I would do something related to music. Because I love music and I like to play a guitar and piano... when I don't draw What do you think it's your most meaningful deviation and what makes it special? Does it have a story behind it?
I thing that my most meaningful deviation is D U A L I T Y
. Well, because it's my first drawing which I drew after 1 and a half months and I put a little bit of my story in this piece. I didn't draw that time, because I had problems with my heart and I ended in hospital few times. These months I saw only doctors... and because of all medications and its side effects which I took, I already started to hallucinate a bit. I didn't realize what was real and what wasn't till I convinced myself. So, I decided to make an original character who have dual personality. That's why this piece means so much to me. Do you have any insecurities regarding your art?
Sure... especially when I have an art block. Most of time I start to edit and redraw my old pieces because I think they are not good enough. Or when I draw a new piece I just stop to draw it, if I think that "something" is missing and it just doesn't feel right. I'm kinda obsessed with perfection... colors, light composition... and everything must be like I imagined. Did art ever helped you to deal with your life problems?
Yeah... all the time. When I don't feel right then I just keep drawing and it cheers me up a bit and I forget about all things around me and what is happening at the moment. It helped me even with money problems with which we deal almost whole life... commissions which I did really saved me. What is the one thing you always wanted to do but never got a chance to?
Hmm... let me think... I always wanted to do many things in my life cuz I'm just 19 years old, so I wanted to try everything a bit. But if I would need to choose only one thing, then I would like to make my own exhibition one day. We never had a chance to do that cuz of all money problems and many other things which happened. But I'm just starting my life, so I hope I'll be able to prepare anything like this in near future. A few words for our fellow artists?
I would say "practice"... practice everyday. If you don't have time to make very complicate pieces then just sketch something, on paper, sketchbook... anything. Don't make excuses if you don't want to draw. If you really want to become an illustrator then you can become. Even if you think that you're not good enough... well, no one couldn't born with all talent. You just need to have a will to change something. Even I decided in the last 4 years to draw something everyday and I changed my style drastically... from realistic to anime... from traditional to digital.
You can't learn much if you take a pencil every few months or something. Try experimenting with different materials, techniques and programs. If you don't experiment then you won't be able to find out which technique is best for you. For me helped even that I decided to make every newest drawing on a different way than previous one. That's how I learned new techniques which were better and I spent less time to draw one piece. So... if you want to achieve something, never give up. You can't learn everything in one day... so, if you want to change something, then just keep going and there will be a light at the end of the tunnel for you.
'So I guess we're a thing now'It turned out to be a lot later than January meant for it to be by the time she came home, but she felt it had been worth it.
After their little conversation in the park, Jan and Kayzee had gone into town for a while until all the little shops started to close, and only the 24-hour businesses were left lit up. The cold was beginning to turn their faces red, and they were starting to feel very tired and ready to go home.
Somehow, things hadn't changed much. The transition from "just friends" to "actually dating" hadn't felt all that significant. They spent their evening poking fun at each other, playing around, just going on an adventure around town until they finally felt they had to go home.
Kayzee walked back to Jan's house with her, holding her hand.
"Thanks for kidnapping me." Jan said with a slight smile.
"Hey, no problem." Kayzee grinned.
"...It's weird... I feel like nothing really feels different." Jan said.
"Yeah, I... I dunno, I guess I thought there'd be some huge reve
ChildChild, child, little child,
insulted forever, and forever wild.
Today you'll break, and tomorrow you'll fall,
and my name you'll call and call.
You'll ask for me now, now and again,
sometimes in voice and others with pen.
You're not much better, you never were,
yet you talked with a condescending purr.
Life would bite you with merciless venom,
ripping through your heart of denim.
Spewing hatred to and fro,
you make yourself a pitiful foe.
Child, child, wasted child,
insulting forever and forever wild.
A fight within
There she sits
A little ball of
I can't do this anymore
Her arms wrapped around
Like serpents barely under control
Only a curtain of tears
Shutting out the world
Showing her pain
Like a cinema screen
By her bare, cold feet
Lies her friend yet foe
That sharp edged thing
That can help yet harm
That is meant to cut what is dead
But can kill what is not
She sees it blurred
Like everything else
Now in her hand
It's cold edge
Seems frighteningly clear
On her pale arm
She wants to see the red life
Drain from her
And yet her arm is still
Dead pale and untouched
No mark, no line
Shows her long
Her own heart beating her
Not dead enough to die
Not alive enough to live
Let me! Let me!
No I won't!
A fight within.
ranbara ranbaraInk drips, drips drops like the first few seconds of a fresh nosebleed all over your favorite shirt. You curse, you sway, how will you get this blood out? It's an idle wondering, and for a moment it doesn't really matter that you're bleeding.
The human body is a marvelous thing; a survivor hidden under your skin.
You can't decide whether to take your shirt off and put it in the wash or soak it immediately to get the blood out. Your nose still bleeds, a red river telling tales of your indecisiveness. It's a long, silky river flow down your neck.
The human body is a marvelous thing; able to suffer inactivity.
A phone rings and you pick it up, you smile and laugh despite the bloody nose. It's still bleeding. A red rain to mirror the black rain over you, hot and cold liquid.
The human body is a marvelous thing; mannered enough to let you decide whether to live or die for the two of you.
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