Today's favourites365 by ElyneNoirToday's favourites by AvaDeRosa
Thailand with love by photoport Misty blues by erynlasgalenphotoartHaunted hill by erynlasgalenphotoartKiss by whitecrow-soulsunny rat by AnnaTyurinaHope Dies Painless by AlexandrinaAnaMind Games by MeishkaBokeh
FEBRUARY FEATUREHere you have a new featureFEBRUARY FEATURE by Heavensinyoureyes
This one is really big, but all of these beautiful works must be included
By the way, I want to apologize for my inactivity this month. Some things happened in the past few weeks, and although they are not entirely fixed, I am trying to be here a little more and get everything back to normal. I hope you undestand
by deadendsoul Beyond by marinsuslic hidden by lia-minou Hate This by LovieLovetree Clouds it persptives by Tetelle-passion The Divide by Ondskapens reflect so quietly by Rona-Keller these are the memories we keep by Rona-Keller 14.10 by Estelar Matilda Bay Sunrise by Furiousxr&
To Be Seen .124A weekly article featuring five photographers from all areas in the deviantART community. Spare a bit of time to take a gander at the photographs and their respective galleries showcased below!To Be Seen .124 by 3wyl
Pagan spirit by el-ruari Lovers by el-ruari Serenity by el-ruari
Ballet by el-ruari Forgotten letters... by el-ruari
Melting Moments by KatiaIvaArts Messengers by KatiaIvaArts You Are the Ocean by KatiaIvaArts
Edge of the Sky by KatiaIvaArts Awakening on the Shores of Neverland by KatiaIvaArts
The Fallen by MeishkaBokeh Abandoned Memories by MeishkaBokeh Weekend Mornings by MeishkaBokeh
Silent Autumn by MeishkaBokeh Failure by MeishkaBokeh
If you have any suggestions for (improving) the Photography Gallery, anything photography related in communityrelations that you would like/we could provide for you (features, interviews, contests,
Rabbithole! (and a Forum Feature)Rabbithole!Rabbithole! (and a Forum Feature) by JenFruzz
Hey everyone The weekend flies by, doesn't it? I been off work since Thursday but somehow still want more vacation time! It feels like it's too soon to go back to work. Thankfully it doesn't seem like it will be TOO cold a couple days this week.
So, has everyone seen spyed's journal regarding the Rabbithole?? The new emoticon is and if you click this icon in the journal below... It leads to a quick game and finally to a new screen where you are given a number and a new badge for your profile. The tag #itscoming is included.. But what does this mean?
The most probably theory I've heard so far is that will be the icon of the coming mobile app for deviantArt. Do you have other thoughts? I'd love to hear them!
I have a sneaky suspicion that your assigned number means something. Why tell us the number we are if it didn't? Perhaps when we get to a certain number, something will happen We'll have to wait and see
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|I believe myself to be a sporadic, overly emotional individual, who dwells far too deep within the depths of her own subconscious. Generally, I contemplate many aspects of society each day, and I desperately seek to improve the outlook of mankind. I appreciate many forms of beauty, including abstract art, illustration, conceptual photography, poetry, writing, nature, and the human figure. Creativity is my life; I draw, paint, sketch, play piano, and recently began taking photographs. Creation keeps me alive, and allows me to express myself deeply. Expression has allowed for me to swim through the darkest of waters, yet continues to plague me day and night.|
You handed me a rose,
But I could not distinguish its soft red petals
From the ghastly thorns which were coating its spine.
For how many sleepless nights have the maddening echoes,
Which bounce aimlessly across the corridors,
Been my only companion?
Every aching second has been a blade,
Cast deep into the flesh of the future;
Puncturing holes through the fluid membrane
Surrounding love and acceptance.
But if I could measure my life in minutes,
Each hour would chime the death of a memory
Disintegrating into ashes of nostalgia;
Merely increments of time
Which hold no true sustenance.
In an attempt to feel what has been forgotten,
I would prick my finger,
Believing that the ruby blood would spill
To create a river that I may forever float upon;
Expanding veins which flow together,
To keep one body breathing
To keep both of our bodies encased in immortality.
But how is one expected to process oxygen,
If it were never present at birth?
When the world appeared empty,
And lingering souls did not pass
Mournful silence would wrap me tight within her clutch.
A hug as cold as a stone,
And as steady as a grief stricken vixen.
Helplessness I could not reason with,
A yearning, which could not be soothed.
(Where was my moment of truth?)
So when you taught me how to love,
I dove into the abysmal water.
Swimming though currents of passion
I plucked the deepest petal from your garden
And presented it to your lips
To prove to you that I was not blind;
Your intentions were not braille,
And my inability to recognize affection was not permanent.
The rose has not yet faded.
My moment of truth;