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Ladies and gentlemen of the DeviantART universe, I bid you a warm welcome to my gallery! :wave:

Inside, you're bound to find items from all walks of life, from perceptive poetical pieces, to photographic memories, to personal computer work (including skinning and soon 3D animation and video milestones) and more as I get ideas. :iconthinkplz:

Please feel free to leave any critical feedback or comments on my art and I will get back to you as soon as time permits me. Perhaps further down the line I may start writing commissions for you (mostly) wonderful folks. Please make yourself comfortable while on my page and allow me to say thank you for stopping by! Hope you enjoy your stay! :iconyesyesyesplz:

Honorary Class Deviations

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This is an ever-updating collection of art from other artists that I felt the absolute need to present. Over the 2 years and counting that I've been here, I've seen people go above and beyond with their work, be it poetry, drawings, portraits, fan art and what have you.

(Poetry and prose can be found inside the folder... Apparently slideshows are too good for written words. =p)

Sit back and enjoy this collection that I truly take great pleasure in sharing with you. Heck, leave them a comment or favourite yourself! :D


Living Pools - by MichelVictor

If one needs to take their mind off the world's worries, you definitely can't go wrong with this stunner: :nod:

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Living Pools by MichelVictor Living Pools by MichelVictor

HCD - Poetry, Prose etc.

Since the slideshow thinks it's too good to display written works, I feel I have to take the initiative. =p

Below are all the works that didn't make it in the slideshow, so please, show them a bit of love as well! :love:

How to be a better writer!How to be a better writer, or
Even a better artist.
“Trust me”, I have experience,
I’ve been at it for years.
Let me give you a few simple guidelines,
Some that I myself go off of,
And I’ll pretend that my style,
Choice of words, will work for everyone else.
And let’s not forget to mention that
I am a premium member! A beta tester!
A senior member!
Till hell freezes over!
I must know what I’m talking about?
In all my greatness and glory!
I have the authority,
To tell others how to make their art better.
Let’s cut the bullshit here and now,
And ignore those people who tell us our style.
One person, so skilled and great,
With art that all tend to appreciate,
Does not have the right to lead ‘his’ flock,
To determine whose art is worthy or not.
You write one way I write another,
My thoughts are calm, while yours are loud as thunder.
She strokes left, but he’ll stroke right,
Her art his peaceful, but his depicts a fight.
A pencil i
Is that all?
A burst of
and all I get
is good?
Hours spent
making sure
everything flows
and all I get
is good?
Give me more
I need to know
what works
what to improve
what to change
what to try
Don't give me
Give me

WordsIt’s when I get my thoughts to rhyme
That I can truly start to see
What has been swirling in my mind,
And then I get to set it free.
A turmoil of chaotic calls
Becomes a desperate, pleading choir
Of thousands of tangled words
Awaiting me to help them thrive.
They cry, and weep, and beg like kids,
Won’t let me drown myself in sleep
Until I give them what they need –
A string of rhythm and sense to grip.
I strive and strive to make them speak
And give them a melodic vibe.
Yet their presence is too weak,
I'm losing hope that they'll survive.
But after stumbling time and time
Again to let them slip away
I start to hear their chime.
I start to see them find a way.
So one by one and step by step
I see them coming up to me.
They join to spin a magic web –
My soul’s true epitome.
And that’s the place they shall remain,
In subtle, fearless accord.
I never thought that I could tame
Such mischievous, capricious words.
So now I’m pacing back and forth
CryingBaby cries for the mommy
Boy cries for the attention
Teen cries for the confusion
Man cries for the reality
Senior cries for the regret
Deceased cries for the living
No matter who we are
Powerful or weak
Happy or depressed
Rich or poor
Popular or alone
We all weep together
One way or another

AutismLocked away in freezer
By my “refrigerator mother”
Was thought to have been
The cause of “it.”
At first, I was “normal,”
But my parents could tell something was off.
I couldn’t act or think nor progress
Like the other kids were doing.
The reason for this was
Found later but there is no cure for that.
I couldn’t read or write nor speak
Until I was thirteen but that was when
Everyone’s bodies were changing.
Ignorant of this,
I suffered “loneliness” with no
Idea how to feel.
I will now pretend that
My arms are wings,
Flapping then to a safe place
So far away—whether it’s for excitement
Or to get away from the noises,
I didn’t notice the reason why.
Flying away is so easy now
With my usual destination safe in mind,
I will be okay.
The skills for math and science
Come so naturally for me, so as
The art of drawing.
I never know what the words
“Solitary” and “outsider” meant
So I smiled
A Victim of CircumstanceWhen one is with friends and is asked, “Do you know any stories?” one usually has a particular tale prepared for such an occasion. This tale can act as an icebreaker, lead to good conversation, or simply garner a satisfied “Can you believe it?” reaction. This is one of those stories:
Paul Edwards, a man nearing his fortieth year, was still a bachelor. He was a barrister, and quite brilliant at his job. Flawless, even. In his entire career, he had not lost a single case. Impressive, no? Unfortunately, his unblemished record was to be tainted on the twenty-second of September, ninety-seven. Paul did not appear at the trial, an omission previously unheard of by his family and friends, because on the twenty-second of September, nineteen ninety-seven, at eight forty-seven in the morning, Paul Edwards was hit by a train.
So how did Mr Edwards QC come to such a quick, but nevertheless tragic end? He was not pushed or shoved or thrown or tripped. Instead, Mr Edwards

NumbFamily, everybody has one. Some people may have a small, close-knit family. Others may not even know theirs. Mine was large enough to run a circus. See, my mom was one of five sisters, and her mother was one of nine siblings. Yes, nine. Despite two of her brothers dying in WWII, the remaining six had between two to four children each. Including my mom and aunts, the grand total came to a whopping twenty-four. And they had children giving me a total cousin count of eighty-seven, a number that seems to grow by the year. And that’s just my mom’s side of the family. There are so many of us we have to have a family reunion every year just so we won’t forget whom everyone is.
Now, not all of them come to the reunion, but the crowd that does show up is still enough to start our own civilization, and certainly large enough to make my Great-Uncle John’s farm feel like the size of a tennis court. The event felt more like a festival than a family gathering. In fact, there
Dead RingerWhen they shook hands, the first things John noticed about Gregory Treb were his fingers. “Piano-playing fingers,” his old woman would have said. They were long and lean- the kind more suited to detail work than heavy lifting. It wasn't a trait John had expected in a bellfounder.
He was sure Mr. Treb would disagree with this idea- just like he disagreed with everything John had said.
“That bell is a masterpiece.” The man flung his arm toward the stone chapel behind them. “You have no idea how many days went into making it. And now you're demanding a replacement?”
John sighed. “As town foreman, it's my job to make sure everything is working like it should. It's a nice bell, sure- rings real pretty. But it's a weak one.”
Treb's frown deepened. “You ordered a bell for services. Something like that needs to be soothing and sweet. Especially here!” He looked askance at the structure, then at the graveyard stretching behind it.

The Worst Antagonist of Them AllI’m the maker of horrendously tragic starts
The molder of unfixable broken hearts
I’m the planner of twisting roads of pain
Where goals can never be obtained
I take pleasure in friendships torn in two
And rejoice as enemies begin to accrue
I’ve cursed the lands to suffer in anguish
The inhabitants of such will surely languish
I tear my loved ones limb by limb
Certainly, their lives were nothing but grim
I spill blood of the damned and innocent both
If only, for them, it wasn’t my oath
I evoke tears of anger, sorrow, and strife
As I claim yet another precious life
Betrayal, cunning, and wicked lies
In the end, that’s right, everyone dies!
I’m sure you’re all very curious
“Who’s this person, so injurious?”
“A murderer bent on taking revenge?
The thirst of which will never be quenched?”
“A wicked soul who’s lost their way?
Pulling down with it those who go astray?”
“An antisocial killer who liv
I writeTo escape this grim reality we call life
Into a world of my own creation
I cower in the dark recesses of my mind
And make way for my imagination
To run wild
To pretend I am something different
Not the broken person that I am
Happy, strong, controlling it
That's just how it is, I say it 'cause I can
Like a child
To be in control of something
Holding the world together
Because I'm tired of spiraling
I just want things to be how they were
Back when I smiled
To remember and hold on
The past is so precious, so dear to me
I can't bear that it's gone
I can pretend you're still here with me
But still, I know you died
To stop thinking
Because I'm just so tired
To stop the world from spinning
Just to rest for a little while
These are the reasons why...

Pen-PalFor 15 years I’ve been writing letters to Someone.
No, not just anyone, in fact…Someone, whose name I don’t know because my mother told me to write a letter to Someone the summer after my dad passed, so that’s exactly what I did. Dear Someone, I wrote, and I signed it sincerely, Me. In some ways, it was like writing a letter to Santa, but Santa’s replies were stock and bulk printed to apply to the typical general letter, and Someone’s replies changed each time. My mother photocopied all my letters before I sent them and collected them in a booklet as precious mementos. I collected my replies.
When I was 15, I asked my mom if she had been the one replying. Honestly, I said. I mean, who else would I be writing letters to? Someone, with no address. Yet somehow, the letter got places, and somehow one always returned with no address other than “Me.” I went through a phase of tests to get my mom to confess, a phase of disbelief, a phase
The Old Man and the StenchThis summer an acquaintance told me that an old man was looking for someone to help him write a book.
"He's an old university professor, and a bit quirky," he told me. "He'll only be around for a few months, because he needs to return to the university and he'll sell his apartment here, but until then he wants to get the book done."
So I decided to check out the job offer.
I met the old man at a bar. He wore a cowboy hat and a suit which made him look like someone who'd stumbled into town straight from the set of the Dallas series. I sat down with him and we started talking. Now, as I was speaking, my eyes wandered to his suit, where I happened to notice a green stain which seemed to be a grass stain. I averted my eyes to pretend it wasn't there, because who knew how the old man had gotten it - maybe he'd stumbled and fallen into the grass and now he was embarrassed about it.
Now, while averting my eyes, I saw other parts of his suit. A red stain, a yellow stain... Different colors, di


Some Goings-On...

Wed Feb 18, 2015, 3:41 AM
  • Mood: Neutral
  • Listening to: A bit of music...
  • Reading: Finished a Runescape book recently... Real good!
  • Watching: My screen.
  • Playing: Idle Evolution, or was...
  • Eating: Had a Chicken Parma... and some snacks.
  • Drinking: Pepsi earlier, milk recently.

Copyright 2010 Journal Skin by Airamneleb

YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO YO! YO! Yo..... :iconbadassplz:

Okay, I don't know why I went all Cryme Tyme there, but a warm hearty welcome to each and every one of you and thanks very much for stopping by to check out my stuff. It's always appreciated. :iconthumbsupplz:

Now, if you've been reading my journals on a regular basis, you'd probably know that I've been a bit slack in updating everyone as of late. Heck, I don't really think you could call me sharing a poem from the great Banjo Patterson, in celebration of Australia Day, any sort of update at all. :shrug:

So, where have I been these past three weeks? To be honest, not a whole lot has gone on aside from a few camera snaps, occasional program testing and Minecraft madness (the latter of which I won't delve into), as well as constant updates with my university. So, where shall I begin...?

First of all, it's about time I gave everyone a small reprieve from my weird writing and instead delve a little into my other occasional hobby of photography. During the Australia Day of three weeks past, I had a golden opportunity to snap some shots of wild lorikeets helping themselves to some birdseed in my back garden, thanks to a project my dad completed a few months back.

It took some careful movement, silent positioning and a rather long, unwieldy lens, but in the end, I was able to snap close to THIRTY shots of those simply gorgeous birds, with a fair percentage of them coming out splendid. It was only now I performed some edits and adjustments to particular photos to at least get a bit more clarity and colour, but more on that later.

I will be posting them here in due course so hopefully you can enjoy them when they do show up. Some photos were a bit out-of-whack due to motion and lighting issues, but I think in the end, I did alright. :)

Next on the agenda, the program testing. About two weeks ago I discovered Cyberlink and the various programs they had under their "Director's Suite", consisting of PowerDirector 13, AudioDirector 5, ColorDirector 3 and PhotoDirector 6; a veritable buffet of editing possibilities.

I mostly tested out PowerDirector on some personal projects that I gathered over the years... Needless to say, with the mountains of effects and transitions available for trial use, not mentioning the hundreds of thousands of available items to download from DirectorZone, I was left real impressed, despite the occasional issues with stability, and even a point where the program crashed dozens of times in hours. I do believe there's something that has been resolved, but I can't say for sure.

I was absolutely considering the purchase of all four programs, especially after giving PhotoDirector a chance to adjust some photos I took, and giving AudioDirector and ColorDirector a spin while editing or watching my videos. However, I have one problem: university. Believe it or not, my near five months worth of holidays are coming to an end, and while I spend a majority of the week off, I'm pretty certain I'm gonna be studying at the library in my spare time. Mondays will be ruthless, with a 10AM start and 6PM finish, with just ONE one-hour break to enjoy. :iconuhohplz:

Needless to point out, I don't want to throw down $200 on a set of programs that I may have no time to enjoy. I just know, in what could possibly be my last year at La Trobe University, that shit is gonna get real. It pains me too, because I do think with those programs that I'll be able to look at "Project Milestone", a series of animated achievements to celebrate progress on DA. Full voice-acting, animation and whatever else to add... Fingers crossed it comes to plan, but there's no telling. :iconfingerscrossedplz:

Speaking of university, they continue to make changes that just seem pointless to me, like moving our old email system to Office 365, which just means extra steps to checking the inbox. I was also muddled about when one of my original subjects was moved to Semester 2; a shame since I wanted to partake in it.

Will this double degree actually lead me anywhere in the next two to five years? The way this world is going, I just have no idea... But hey, it could always make for more poetry down the line. :)

That's about it for now, so let me just say thanks if you were patient enough to slog through these entire ramblings. As always, keep an eye out for more poetry and PC computer projects and I shall see you soon. :D


We're All Australians Now...

Mon Jan 26, 2015, 4:11 AM
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: The sounds of silence...
  • Reading: Been slack with that lately...
  • Watching: My screen.
  • Playing: Play testing a new game coming soon...
  • Eating: Had bacon, eggs and onion with toast
  • Drinking: Coke earlier, nice glass of 18-year-old scotch now

Copyright 2010 Journal Skin by Airamneleb

Though the hours are winding down on Australia Day, I want to share a piece I've read from the prolific poet A.B. "Banjo" Paterson. Although it was written far before we had such a multi-cultured existence, and therefore may have been written with a mostly white population in mind, lots of the words have a certain relevance even today. So here goes, this is "We're All Australians Now".

Australia takes her pen in hand,
To write a line to you,
To let you fellows understand,
How proud we are of you.

From shearing shed and cattle run,
From Broome to Hobsons Bay,
Each native-born Australian son,
Stands straighter up today.

The man who used to "hump his drum",
On far-out Queensland runs,
Is fighting side by side with some
Tasmanian farmer's sons.

The fisher-boys dropped sail and oar
To grimly stand the test,
Along that storm-swept Turkish shore,
With miners from the west.

The old state jealousies of yore
Are dead as Pharaoh's sow,
We're not State children any more
We're all Australians now!

Our six-starred flag that used to fly,
Half-shyly to the breeze,
Unknown where older nations ply
Their trade on foreign seas,

Flies out to meet the morning blue
With Vict'ry at the prow;
For that's the flag the Sydney flew,
The wide seas know it now!

The mettle that a race can show
Is proved with shot and steel,
And now we know what nations know
And feel what nations feel.

The honoured graves beneath the crest
Of Gaba Tepe hill,
May hold our bravest and our best,
But we have brave men still.

With all our petty quarrels done,
Dissensions overthrown,
We have, through what you boys have done,
A history of our own.

Our old world diff'rences are dead,
Like weeds beneath the plough,
For English, Scotch, and Irish-bred,
They're all Australians now!

So now we'll toast the Third Brigade,
That led Australia's van,
For never shall their glory fade
In minds Australian.

Fight on, fight on, unflinchingly,
Till right and justice reign.
Fight on, fight on, till Victory
Shall send you home again.

And with Australia's flag shall fly
A spray of wattle bough,
To symbolise our unity,
We're all Australians now.

I have a lot to love my country about, from the choice of cultured foods to the stories that can be shared to even the different customs for each and every person. From me to all of you fellow Aussies, happy (late) Australia Day! :iconaustraliaplz:


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G'day everybody! I bid you a warm welcome, and say thanks for stopping by my page! :wave:

The name's David Nicholas, and aside from being a random hobbyist artist and occasional critic, I'm currently studying a double degree in Accounting and Economics at La Trobe University. Other than that, strike up a conversation with me and perhaps you might learn more.

I like to express my thoughts and opinions on just about anything; artworks, stamps or literature to name a few areas, so if you see your work under my recent folder "To Comment On Later", just know that your work stood out to me out of the thousands upon thousands of works I find in my deviations folder. I'll try my best to be as fair and honest as possible about your work, through consistent, constant improvement.

Thanks once again for stopping by my page and I wish you a wonderful day everybody. Peace! :wave:

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TheSkull31 Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2015  Student General Artist
Hey there, AussieDidge. What's up?
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Ah, nothing out of the ordinary. Still writing my poetry, taking occasional photos and enjoying what's left of my university holidays. Debating whether to check out an Australian comic convention, SupaNova, for the first time. I dunno, life goes on...

Now how bout yourself? All's going fine on your end? :)
TheSkull31 Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2015  Student General Artist
Yes. In fact, my job coach is picking me up from my group home Monday morning so we can look for some part time work. I also posted a short poem to my gallery if you'd like to critique it.
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Good, good! Moving in the right direction's always a plus, right?

I'm sorry, but I'm already behind on several dozen pieces I've wanted to give feedback to and I've been badly slacking off. Don't tell anyone... :shifty:

You may have to wait a while, at any rate. =p
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seika Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2014   Artist
thanks for the llama

AussieDidge Featured By Owner Dec 14, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Sure thing! :)
omnivore7 Featured By Owner Dec 1, 2014
Thank you sincerely for the comment upon All Hallows Eve.   I do appreciate it.

I shall return to take a look at your own work - and I look forward to doing so!!
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Dec 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
The pleasure's all mine, and I do hope you enjoy my work in return. :)
muttleymark Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
Hi there, Again MASSIVE thanks for the praise and great review, Those are the best crits I have ever had..
Cheers. Have A Llama in return.
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 25, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I try. :)

And thank you, I'll be sure to hand a llama back in return! :)
sammyxfreak Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
what did you like about "How Sickening"?
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I don't know, there was just something about the title and a glance of words that reached out to me. That's why I created the folder "To Comment on Later", to store great works and comment on them when I got the chance.

But, I'll be taking a closer look at it in due time. :)
sammyxfreak Featured By Owner Nov 20, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
thank you!
conradknightsocks Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014
Thanks for the fave!
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
A pleasure! Keep an eye out for my feedback, coming soon! :)
conradknightsocks Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014
Look forward to it, matey.
muttleymark Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  Professional Digital Artist
Hi there, many thanks for adding my stuff to your collection. Cheers.
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
No worries mate! Keep an eye out for my feedback, coming as soon as possible. :)
Nefilibata Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for the star! Fav fella (Badge) 
I'm looking forward to reading your comment. :D
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 18, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
It's my pleasure, and you will be addressed as soon as possible. :)
djdarkstorm Featured By Owner Nov 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the fav on The Pen! It's almost unnerving knowing there's a comment coming, with no idea when. Haha. <3
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 17, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're quite welcome, and while you may not know when a comment's actually coming, I can tell you you're on a priority list, just for coming out and saying thanks. So you can expect it pretty soon. :)
Commentcritic92 Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2014  Student Writer
Fankies for the faves ^^
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're very welcome, expect a comment (or two) from me soon! :)
KayleeRydder Featured By Owner Nov 15, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for the faves!
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