|The artwork that I'm not yet repulsed by... should (I'd like to stress the should) be updated often to only have the newest and best artwork I've made.|
I was first attracted to digital art and TES fan art by Maya Brissa aka TwoToneFools who at the time was called Ayleid. Her work is stunning.
I'm still amazed by it today.
I eventually made relationships with some wonderful deviants as I built my modestly sized but lovely following!
Very notably Aniphine and CharlesVane
We're PredatorsSlowly. Carefully. Lethally.
Ever so slowly, you take your time. You take the time to listen, to watch, to study.
Ever so calculatedly, I take my time. I take my time to listen, to watch, to study.
You pay close attention to your surroundings. Listen to the sounds. (Distant chatter, footsteps, gentle breeze.) Smell the air. (Faint scent of grass, salty aroma of fish.)
I pay close attention to my surroundings. Listen to the sounds. (constant, rhythmic beat of the music, laughs of girls too intoxicated, cheers of excitemnt) Smell the air. (Alcohol, cologne and perfume too thick.)
The old taste of tuna and anticipation is thick on your tongue
The old taste of my fruity drink and anticipation is thick on my tongue.
You gauge your nimble footing, listen to your breathing, watching your prey so closely.
I gauge the balance of my heels, listen to t
Everybody Loves Somebody SometimeThe dangerously loud screech of the metal beneath him caused Charon to pause in his movements until it quieted. Hesitantly, his eyes moved to the woman ahead of him, who strode fearlessly across the corrugated tin; ignoring the metal that screeched with each of her steps.
Rolling his eyes with frustration, Charon sighed and heaved his weight up off the ladder built into the wall underneath him and onto his elbows as he climbed onto the roof. He placed a steady hand on the metal to balance himself and tried to push away the concerns that rose inside him as the aged and weather worn metal roof of the VAPL-58 Power Station creaked under his weight.
Standing to his feet with only a moment's uncertainty, he used his boot clad foot to knock closed the hatch before taking careful steps across the tin towards Sara. Charon's curiosity peaked as he surveyed the scene laid before him; two pre-war roller chairs placed on top of an old and certainly worn
Both these guys are seriously awesome, both really kind and with great senses of humour on top of an arse-load of talent!!
This website is filled with such spectacularly skilled artists and I'm inspired every day!
DeviantART is now a major part of my life, deviantART to me is what a library is to a novelist, though the library would have to be filled with awesome, friendly and talented people making up and awesome, friendly and talented community.
Keep on arting!