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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:

(Click either one to view the full deviation)

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

Don't fall in love with a poetDon’t fall in love with a poet
because we can find beauty in anything
and we won’t let it go;
I fell in love with a boy because I thought the crooked
line of his mouth was a mirror image of mine,
fell in love with him because his nails were square like
headstones and I wanted to bury myself in him.
Don’t fall in love with a poet
because we notice the minutiae in every face
and we orbit like strung out satellites;
I fell in love with a girl because when she cried her skin
blossomed like an over-ripe peach, and I wondered
if I would swallow the stone by accident when I kissed her.
Don’t fall in love with a poet
because we can’t let go of the quirks we collect.
we exist like mirrors, without an object we are a blank slate
and the one thing we can’t stand are blank spaces,
that’s why we fill pages with ink to cover the silence of
-our parents’ marriage, dissolving like salt in water, but still leaving a bitter taste acrid in your mouth;
SchizophreniaIt’s like
your mind is falling apart
into one thousand splinters.
And each splinter
becomes a single mind itself
thinking the thoughts
of one thousand thinkers.
Thoughts become incoherent,
causal chains become broken and messy;
There’s no rationality anymore
in thinking that’s supposed to be logical.
And the constant feeling
that the thoughts you have
aren’t even yours
are more than just confusing.
Disturbing is the perfect word
to describe the feeling
of your thoughts being stolen
or even be read by your surroundings.
Some say you’re crazy,
but that’s not true,
it’s just your brain
playing the games of insanity.
"Is this true what I see?
Is this real what I hear?
Is this reality
or is it just my insanity?”
That’s the questions
you’ve always in your mind.
But do you know
that it’s draining to live like that?
Turning into some kind of hyper-introvert
you avoid to socially interact,
holy solitude turns into cru

I am YouLife spoke to the void.
"Why do so many hate me? Yet they cling so tightly to my cloak."
Death spoke to the void.
"I am accursed and feared by so many. Yet they all come to me in the end."
Joy spoke to the void.
"I am pursued by all. Yet they find me so elusive."
Hope asked the void:
"Why am I both held so tightly and thrown so easily away?"
War spoke to the void.
"I am what they hate. Yet they cannot live without me."
Peace spoke to the void.
"I am sought by all. Yet they have never found me"
Innocence asked the void:
"Why am I both the first they have and the first they lose?"
Strife asked the void:
"Why am I the one that they hate to love? Yet they still do so love me."
Intellect said to the void:
"I lead them further toward salvation. Yet I also lead them toward destruction."
Madness asked the void:
"Why are those blessed by me the only ones to see the truth?"
Sanity asked the void:
"Why am I both the lense to see and the fog obscuring?"
Sleep said the the void:
"I am necessary to

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No feedback this week...?!

Fri Aug 21, 2015, 8:45 AM
  • Mood: Lazy
  • Listening to: Complete silence...
  • Reading: Don't know now.
  • Watching: My screen.
  • Playing: Hmm... been busy with study lately.
  • Eating: Kinda stuffed myself yesterday... =p
  • Drinking: Chocolate milk... Nothin' like it.

Copyright 2010 Journal Skin by Airamneleb

Oh dear, it seems I'm slacking in this department again. But, with assignments arriving fast and falling a little behind in my homework, I'm not sure whether I'll be able to dedicate time to giving it any time soon. =p

Then again, people take weeks, months or even years to reply to my thoughts, so not like I should feel TOO horrible about it. When life rears its ugly, hideous, deformed head... =p

AussieDidge's Artist Q n' A

Fri Aug 7, 2015, 7:08 PM
  • Mood: Thrilled
  • Listening to: Complete silence...
  • Reading: Don't know now.
  • Watching: My screen.
  • Playing: Hmm... been busy with study lately.
  • Eating: Toast with peanut butter. :)
  • Drinking: Chocolate milk... Nothin' like it.

Copyright 2010 Journal Skin by Airamneleb

Well, I'll be damned DA! Though we may have had issues especially regarding your recent decisions of late, I can't deny that 15 years on the WWW is one heck of a milestone. Whole social networks have come and essentially gone in that time, and yet, you've remained a stalwart in communication and sharing. But enough toasts and reminiscing, it's time to share with you my journey.

1. How long have you been on DeviantArt?

Since early June of 2012, I'm led to believe. As a premium/Core member, maybe 'bout a year after that.

2. What does your username mean?
Aussie = A colloquial term for an Australian, my place of birth and perhaps my favourite place to be, too.

Didge = Not too easy to explain briefly, but I'll try. Basically, I took the initials of my first name and last name (my REAL last name) and put 'em together as if it was one word. Rest is history.

3. Describe yourself in three words.
Witty, whimsical wordsmith. (At least in my own mind... :crazy:)
Words in brackets don't count, do they? ^^;

4. Are you left or right handed?

Typically, I'm right-handed. Guess that means I won't be living for too long compared to your left-handed folks.

5. What was your first deviation?
Oh boy, that one was a doozy. I'm about to show you the very reason I became a writer and photographer instead:
Me, Myself and I (a characterisation...) by AussieDidge

Essentially, I shot a photo on my crappy computer webcam (Before I got a new machine) and tried to replicate it with Photoshop. Well you can see how well THAT turned out. =p

What scares me most is that some people actually DOWNLOADED it. :fear:

6. What is your favourite type of art to create?
Whenever I have the time, my favourite type would have to be literature, and particularly, poetry. Poems have flowed through my bloodline since my grandpa wrote them after his stint in World War II.

I love the rhythm of words and beauty of language, they can flow like a river or crash with thunderous force. They can soothe and they can sting you, they can inspire, they can tell stories. Words are power, and they can be wielded responsibly, or with reckless abandon.

7. If you could instantly master a different art style, what would it be?
That's kind of a tough question to answer. I mean, one would think obviously that I'd like to instantly master traditional & digital art techniques, but on the other hand, I could see myself choosing animation (as a bit of a fan) or even cosplay. The ability to perfect the costumes of our favourite characters... I've seen the results some have put out, and they look simply amazing. :nod:

In short, too many legit decisions, too little time to choose.

8. What was your first favourite?
I'm not going to go searching through over a thousand favourites in a dozen different categories just to hand out a Lifetime Achievement Award. Besides that, I can hardly even remember anyway!

9. What type of art do you tend to favourite the most?
See, that's the thing: I don't tend to favour a particular type of art over anything else, or at least, that's my intention. In giving feedback since last year, give or take, I've seen brilliant artwork across all fields; people who've really put the time and effort into creating, or piecing together, a masterpiece. I feel that'd be a disservice to art to just enjoy one thing, but that's subjective. That's a matter of opinion. :shrug:

10. Who is your all-time favourite deviant artist?
In my mind that question's asking me if I had a thousand friends trapped in a burning house fire and I could only save one, which one would I choose? Slight exaggeration, but there's simply no way I could choose, and by the time I came to a legit decision, they'd all be dead or gone anyway. =p

11. If you could meet anyone on DeviantArt in person, who would it be?
And again, another tough question. But I do have some ideas:

Escaron :iconescaron:
Ever since I first saw her sculpting, I was hooked. She crafted this incredible spider many years ago, and we grew into fast friends since then, talking about whatever. And I've been lucky to see her get well-deserved success on this site. I can only hope it grows and that she takes off even further.

Trichardsen :icontrichardsen:
If you haven't seen this guy's photography, I implore that you check it right now. They say that a picture paints a thousand words, and pretty much every single time I've seen his work, he's published a novel, by comparison. Incredible quality, of varying subjects and settings... It's easy to get inspired by his stuff.

Hell, one of his photos was so good I used it as my desktop. His shots of aurorae give an incredible feeling of elation.

AlisaKiss :iconalisakiss:
This is the lady who not only put a name to the art I'd been curious about since primary school, but created some of the highest-quality costumes I'd ever seen, before and perhaps since.

It all started 6 years ago when she shared a Supergirl costume she'd made, based off the comic Kara Zor-El from 2004 to 2011... Back then, I only knew of one outfit, and when I saw that, I was awed.

From there, the floodgates opened. I was hooked into the world of cosplay; I found several other talented artists from all walks of media, got into conventions, had wonderful conversations, I even wrote a piece about it. I learned more about those fantasy worlds and my favourite heroes, what they wore to battle.

In short, her work was that amazing it inspired me to learn
more about an entire FIELD of artwork.

12. How has a fellow deviant impacted your life?
Probably the above three for the exact same reasons I listed above. Escaron for her ability to craft quality work even through her trials, Trichardsen for his inspiration in helping me to shoot better photos, and AlisaKiss for the introduction into a whole new art form, at least from my perspective. Each of these artists and more have helped me appreciate artwork more and more with each day.

13. What are your preferred tools to create art?

Well at least we're FINALLY through that mess. =p

For me, a keyboard and a camera, for the most part. Though I do dabble in Photoshop and video editing software from time to time.

14. What is the most inspirational place for you to create art?
Mostly at home but sometimes I'll get ideas elsewhere.

15. What is your favourite DeviantArt memory?
When DA didn't try to be like the other social networks, damn it!:youcrazykidsgetoffmylawn: 

I kid, I kid. To be honest, I don't know. I guess maybe the first time I got 100 watchers or my 10,000th page view, but let's face it, I've got not the slightest clue. =p

Oh dear... nearly 1200 words. I got a questionnaire and gave back an autobiography it seems. Oh well, that was my journey, let's hear yours. :nod:


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David Nicholas
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Welcome to my World... by AussieDidgeWelcome to my World... by AussieDidge

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:

Feedback Love by Luishi17 [Stamp] Gratitude by Creepiest


I'll be perfectly honest... I thought I DID have plenty of time during these holidays to get all my feedback done, but between the games, poetry and other things, I've just lost track of time. Apologies to all involved. ^^;
Wed Jul 22, 2015, 7:00 PM
Well unfortunately, in the wake of studying for exams and whatnot, I was unable to hand out feedback this week. I can promise though that I'll have plenty of time between 23rd June and 27th July, so everyone will be definitely seen by then. :)
Thu Jun 4, 2015, 4:55 AM
Well, it's that time of week again where I start handing out the feedback... All aboard!
Wed May 27, 2015, 6:22 PM
It's feedback time! :D
Wed May 20, 2015, 5:17 PM
Apologies that I wasn't able to provide feedback this week, as my internet was down and studies got in the way. I'll certainly try to come back next week, and especially be more active during the holidays. In the meantime, peace!
Thu May 14, 2015, 5:17 AM
The feedback train is leaving the station! And I think it has to do double duty... =p
Wed May 6, 2015, 8:18 PM
All systems green light! The feedback train is leaving the station!
Wed Apr 22, 2015, 5:44 PM
Feedback Central systems are online! Let's get to work...
Wed Apr 15, 2015, 4:58 PM
Oh, for all those sending in favourites, just like to send a quick thank you to each and every one of you, but I'm afraid I have no time to thank you personally. I do appreciate the love though!
Mon Apr 13, 2015, 6:58 AM
It's Thursday! All aboard the feedback train! :)
Wed Apr 8, 2015, 5:53 PM
I don't know, but I daresay it wasn't human... :o
Fri Dec 6, 2013, 12:37 AM
:nuu: what have I done!
Thu Dec 5, 2013, 10:38 PM
:stinkeye: Oh god, I think those fumes were acidic... :faint:
Fri Aug 9, 2013, 8:12 AM
:fart: Just balancing the fumes!
Fri Aug 9, 2013, 4:58 AM


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Snashyle Featured By Owner 6 days ago  Student General Artist
Thank you for adding my work to your favorites! :heart:
AussieDidge Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Sure thing, but just as a reminder, which work of yours did I favourite? =p

It's only so I can provide feedback on it at a later date, if I haven't done so already.

Anyway, you're welcome and take care now! :)
Snashyle Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Student General Artist
Uhm, now I think of it.. You didn't? ^^; :rofl:

I think I mistook you for somebody else, sorry!
AussieDidge Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
I think this sums it up best:…

And no problem, take care now! :)
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DamaiMikaz Featured By Owner Aug 21, 2015  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for adding Some perspective on 'core membership' to your favorites. I'm glad you like my writing :)
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Aug 21, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Sure thing! I'm actually surprised I didn't, especially given it was weeks after I originally commented on it. =p

Ah well, you're welcome regardless. :)
TheSkull31 Featured By Owner Jun 5, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey, AussieDidge. It's been a while since we talked. How is life treating you as of late?
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Jun 6, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Hey Skull, good to hear from ya. Yeah, it's been a while...

Life's been okay for the most part, although it has felt repetitive and somewhat boring as of late. I got studies for finals coming up over the next couple of weeks, and then I have a month off. Taking less subjects en route to graduation... The journey's almost complete. :nod:

Getting back into Skyrim again, with some extra mods added... It's been a blast so far on the computer... and the graphics are just excellent. :)

Anyway, how's life been for you, lately? :)
TheSkull31 Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
I recently got hired by McDonald's as a lobby cleaner. It's my first job ever, and all I have to do at this job is sweep and mop the floors, wipe the tables and chairs, wipe the counters, check to see if the bathrooms are clean, and clean the bathrooms if the bathrooms aren't clean. However, I'm only going to be working the job part time because I get a check from the government that helps pay for me to stay in the group home that I live in.
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Jun 7, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
That's encouraging to hear, and it'll certainly keep you out of mischief if nothing else. ;)

Sounds pretty menial, but honestly, what job wouldn't be? Though I'm yet to find out since I'm still studying and probably won't graduate till I'm 24, at the earliest. That's assuming the poetry and writing doesn't work out, and I don't expect it to.

At any rate, good to know things are working out nicely and we'll catch up soon. Peace. :wave:
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Isfyx Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Professional Photographer
THANKS FOR LLAMA!!! :headbang:

AussieDidge Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
No problem. And maybe I will.
Isfyx Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Professional Photographer
THANKS! :headbang:
TegzyPuff97 Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
I notice that we both read one of the same Poet's works. I'm also in Australia, g'day mate!

Really just a random drop by to be honest. Hi!
AussieDidge Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Which one, Banjo Paterson or Henry Lawson? Both poets are considered among our best writers and for good reason. I think my dad's got the entire collection of Banjo's works on a shelf somewhere... may have to check it out. :nod:

Just curious is all... And of course, g'day mate and welcome to my page! Hope you enjoy your stay there. :) :wave:
TegzyPuff97 Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
No, I meant on DA, Amateur-Poet. I'm kinda stalking through his collection of works and I notice you've made comments and critiques on most of them.

Do you mind me asking which state you live in? I'm in SA.
AussieDidge Featured By Owner May 28, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh of course, how silly of me. =p

Yeah, he has got a collection of really good pieces that I've had the pleasure to read, and I hope I can continue with that later down the line.

I'm essentially your next-door neighbour, for lack of a better term... Happen to live in Victoria. :nod:
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SiwySzczur Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2015
Nice gallery:)
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks man, much appreciated! :)
SiwySzczur Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2015
No problem, I like good art:) I invite you to my gallery:)If you like my work, watch me :)
AussieDidge Featured By Owner Apr 13, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Cool, and we'll see. Normally I'm pretty busy with studies, feedback and other things but, we'll see. :nod:
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