Deviant Spotlight



Artistic.
Wise.
Enthusastic.
Selfless.
Oustanding.
Motivating.
Eclectic.

I can't post a deviation thumnail here of course because there are hundreds. I do mean hundreds. I've watched this account from the beginning, started by my friend Oibyrd, and I thought at the time she was crazy. Now I know she is, but I also know that many unknown artists wouldn't have been thrilled to see their work showcased, without her.

So. Shame on you if you've not at least stopped by her DD's page, shame!

Fire.

Yes, a fire. Water heater is broken, did anyone believe me? No! So flames under the house, and smoke and hours later a new water heater. Hot water kind of a necessity. Still one good thing came out of it. The sneaky mice that have been getting in and tormenting my dog, busted! Hole found.

I really miss my cat today. Not just because of the mice, though I'd have liked to see him go crazy as the hole was found. On the other hand, my dog did inform the 'authorities' about the smoke.

Other than that, well I've got a new photoshop book, a new digital photography book, and perhaps a few new ideas. So, stay tuned folks and I'll see you next week...or...well the next time. Ohh! This journal display is going to be all about pets.


*Disclaimer: I've included some anthro art in this, so before you all attack me for calling them pets, (insert "paws" for rant) I put them here because I like the art, and they can be considered owned, if only as characters.


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:thumb26944312:                      A Healing HeartMy weary feet carry me, step by step, towards home.  Overhead, the sky is dark with rain-fattened clouds, scudding over the bay to the endless horizon.  The peninsula arm across from me shimmers in the haze of distantly falling rain, but here the air is hot and close, the scent of rain a teasing promise for later; the kind you wish were now.  Now; now I am here, and this is now.  I have to remind myself of that every living day.  Living in the past was so very nearly fatal to me, and back then I didn't have what I have now.  I didn't have you, the light of my life and joy of my days.
Back then I was... nothing.  My world was shattered in some few hours of pain and torment.  Of agonising torture.  Before then I was a simple girl with simple needs.  They were, admittedly, mostly focused around carnal desires, but they were still simple.  I wanted sex, as much of it as I could get                            
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