Shop More Submit  Join Login
About Literature / Hobbyist Senior Member StephFemale/United Kingdom Groups :iconhelping-the-unknown: helping-the-unknown
Get their great art recognized!
Recent Activity
Deviant for 4 Years
Needs Premium Membership
Statistics 196 Deviations 17,544 Comments 35,215 Pageviews

Favourites

deviation in storage by UnspecifiedUnknown

Less than thirty-five








Less than thirty-five is a monthly news article (usually posted on the first Saturday of each month) featuring deviations that have fewer than 35 :+fav:’s and less than 10 original comments (at the time of writing). The aim is to hopefully help these underappreciated deviations, and in many cases the artists themselves, to gain more exposure and recognition. :heart:








Remind me!







:bulletpurple: If I have offered a prize of any sort for a contest, please remind me once the contest has ended! I have a really terrible memory. :XD:




New Deviant of the Week!








Every Sunday (time permitting) I will feature a talented deviant who is new to deviantART.


This week's deviant is:
-------------------------------------









Visitors

Activity


News
1,341 deviations


Hi everyone!

First of all, please take a few moments to check out Riemea's journal to see if you can help her in any way: 
I have a situation...I really don't like to write about this, but I don't know how to help myself any other way. I have a situation. A money related one. Over the past month bills I need to pay have accumulated, and I need to pay them off at the end of next month. I'm currently short a 100$ which I can't cover with my regular job. So in order to get that money, I'm offering to draw/paint pretty much anything you want in exchange for a little $ (barring the obvious things like gore, full nudity etc.).
My regular commission info is this:

Apart from that I'll also do small doodles, bigger doodles, sketches, anything that doesn't take years to finish (that means no fully coloured portraits which take ages, since I hold my works to a certain standard and I'd hate to have to rush a work and have it turn out not as good as I want it) for a little money/points.
Some examples:
headshot doodles: 70 points for one, 200 points for three
http://sta.sh/01y0o9i8b2mu
http://sta.sh/01jsp7o5pg1c
ro

:heart:


It's been a long time since I checked in here. In all honesty, moving away from home kept me busy a few months ago, and since then work has become extremely busy (and because I now live close to work, there's no excuse for me to not stay late!). This has meant that my inbox has got a bit overwhelming and I don't really know where to start with it - I almost feel like I''ve forgotten how to comment usefully on everyone's work and I feel like I've missed too much here on dA. ^^;

Every time I think things will settle down at work, they pick up again. September to November is generally quite busy in my industry (I think), but I'm hoping I can make more time for dA sort of mid-October-ish. 

So, yes. This is just a small update from me to say that I'm still around. I'm more active on tumblr at the moment simply because the app is so easy to use get distracted by on breaks at work (and I don't get stressed out at having missed so much like I feel I have on dA...), but from what I understand there will soon be a dA app! :eager:

Anyway, I hope you have all been well and I hope to check in with you all soon. Stay awesome! :heart: 


Texture by Seykloren
Skin by Riemea

Dancing dummy  Welcome to this month’s helping-the-unknown feature! Dancing dummy 





:iconvijvij:

VijVij

(Digital)

 

2014 Portraits by VijVij 2013 Portraits by VijVij


VijVij's work has a really interesting dark undertone and a mysterious quality.


VijVij's Gallery



~


:iconflagelle:

Flagelle

(Traditional)


Spring lace by Flagelle Aztec by Flagelle


Flagelle's nail art is bold, bright and fun! Her designs are really lovely. 


Flagelle's Gallery



~


:iconorigamipanama:

OrigamiPanama

(Artisan Crafts)


Origami Bonsai by OrigamiPanama Origami Koi Fish by OrigamiPanama


Check out OrigamiPanama's Gallery for some pretty origami creations!


OrigamiPanama's Gallery



~


:iconhannah-boaden:

hannah-boaden

(Resoiurces and Stock Images)


Trees and Corset stock 8 by hannah-boaden Vintage Dress and stick Stock/Ref 12 by hannah-boaden


With such a great variety of poses shown in her stock images, you're sure to find something useful in hannah-boaden's Gallery.


hannah-boaden's Gallery



~


:iconendprocess83:

endprocess83

(Photography)


Nexus by endprocess83 Whirl by endprocess83 


endprocess83's macro photographs are extremely colourful and intriguing.


endprocess83's Gallery



~


We hope you have enjoyed looking through this feature. To suggest a deviant for a feature, you can send us a note (title it ‘Feature Suggestion’).


If you would like to keep up to date with our features, please be sure to join or :+devwatch: helping-the-unknown!


Thank you for looking! :dalove:


:iconhelping-the-unknown:



#helping-the-unknown Feature: September 2014
helping-the-unknown features aim to showcase several unknown and talented deviants each month. Heart
Loading...

Written in the Stars - winners!

Sun Aug 17, 2014, 3:20 PM


This is a bit of a belated feature (sorry :ashamed:), but please find below the winners of Sammur-amat's Written in the Stars contest!

PROSE
First place
 by TheTerrorOfTheDeep

Second place
The History of StarlightHere, in the darkness of a cloudless night and on the crest of a hill, Máküs stands beside the most welcome of familiar strangers.  There is a thunderous silence beneath the throbbing surge of blood in his ears.  It is muggy and still: a mosquito night.  He feels the dampness of sweat trapped beneath his shirt, and he blushes at the threat of revelation in it.  There are ways, he has heard, to read the presence of pheromones in human sweat, and he wonders—now—if telepathy is simply a matter of recognizing the language of odor.
He wonders—
…now…
—if lust can be named in the mingled redolence of sweat, cigarette smoke, and wine consumed in a cellar bar more than twenty narrow steps beneath Vodičková Street.
Can Nathaniel—standing so close to him on the ruined, crumbling base of a dead statue’s pedestal—smell the lightning-bolt surge of amatory turbulence burning through Máküs
 by Chipchinka

Third place
constellationsShe travels between worlds as others travel between sunflower fields; cords joining two fish, knotted together, and maybe you can see them, if you squint - (the brightest of those stars is fourth magnitude, so better get your telescope, and better know where to look, if you're searching for those specific pinpoints of concentrated light) - and when the sun transits the area from three hundred thirty to three hundred sixty degrees, that's when the dreamers are said to be born.
Spring children, with big eyes, and declared sensitive souls. And so I am a spring child, with small hands full of dreams and many more unspoken words.
The last of the signs is about harmony and swimming on, eternally attracted to the endless blue horizon, Neptune's loyal subject. Have you met her? No, and neither have I - but I imagine her hair to flow like waves and her hands to be the cooling pools whose touch invites you to rest. Two fish said to have transformed (Aphrodite and Eros, or Venus and Cupid, anyway
 by miserabel

Honourable mentions
What You Learn From The Stars1. The stars are the greatest liars to ever exist.
2. They will always remind you of him.
3.  Your obsession starts when your cousin gets a telescope.  He wants to be an astronaut.  He shows you Orion.  The two of you sit in the long summer grass with your necks tilted back and he tells you about flight and velocity, but all you know is gravity.  The way it drags your limbs low.  You listen and stare over the treeline and wonder why people are always trying to explain things instead of just letting them exist. 
4.  You buy a box of glow-in-the-dark star stickers.  There are sheets, and there are thousands.  You use an encyclopedia to look up star maps and painstakingly recreate the winter night sky in the northern hemisphere.  Your fingers bleed from the pointy corners sticking under your nails but on stormy nights at least you still have the stars.
5.  You learn about horoscopes, try to find your zodiac so you can know your f
  She, of TwoAbove me the forest canopy silhouettes the night sky in an elaborate  frame of reaching branches and fluttering leaves, now stilled.
The stars pause in their meandering for my view; the trees wave, revealing some and concealing others.
"Sidere mens eadem mutato,” as my father would say-- though the constellations change, the mind is universal.
I scoop my hands through the dark water, pushing my form along by the smallest gestures. A tree with roots firmly planted in the pond passes my floating form and the shade (just a temporary asylum from the moon’s gaze) recedes. There appears my fellow traveller, illuminating his way across the sky in increments just as I travel these wetlands.
Sudden wind slinks its way across my exposed skin (pink knees, bony shoulders, a sallow face-- almost disembodied above the opaque water) once again, in synchrony with the quivering leaves. Unforgiving, but I’m sheltered from its wrath; cocooned in dark water with the current c
The Zodiac RacesI let a hand rest comfortably on Icarus’s back as we walked. He rumbled softly as he stalked along next to me, big as a horse. “They are all fools. All is well for them, simply watching, but this race is important beyond their knowledge.” he meowed to me, thick and gold. The music of his tone was a touch sharp, like someone had tightened the strings in his throat.
“I would’ve thought you would enjoy all the attention.” I added, letting my words smile. I stopped, and he turned his great head for me to rub his chin. His mane had been streamlined, giving him a sleeker, more dangerous look, but his eyes were still raw and golden. Icarus nudged me with his head, and I fell back a full pace, laughing.
“Let’s run, Soleil!” he purred, dropping himself onto his belly.
“Fine.” I told him, trying to frown sternly. “But only for the exercise. We don’t want all these good people thinking you’re running away from the


POETRY
First place
Ruminations on a Fallen Star, Not Yet Fallen    A priori:
Though I am not in love yet, I will be.
I remember how our eyes will meet;
you will see the green stars in my eyes for what they are.
I am afraid.
1. I am star-crossed, tattooed and traversed;
my clumsy limbs build a bridge of my belly
for the constellations to write their paths onto my pounding heart.
Some days these star charts are a chain link fence across my body
and on others—I can trace your name in the lines between my stars,
not the name you bear now but the true one I have always known,
the one that is for me.
2. Nostalgia is always poetic, but the blood memories
are harder to pinpoint; they do not catch like butterflies.
We cannot feel their feathered scales, their veined wings
just their violence against the insides of our veins,
the strength they give us, the gods they hope to make of us—
cruor vult, and I may only hope to survive their frantic seas.
3. I have never been so aware of all the muscles in my neck,
of the way my
 by AzizrianDaoXrak

Second place
The Sky BullEuropa, most beautiful: even in dreams you are fought for.
Asia says she is your mother,
the other land is a stranger
and she plies you with fame.
She says she will take your name.
It is over. She has already won.
He has spied you.
Fate rides swiftly. Can you hear the hoof beats?
Can you feel them shake the earth as they ride through morning?
Fronti nulla fides.
You garland the head of a lie in wild roses and narcissus. You marvel and caress the coat of purest white mockery, then boldly mount it's back. Europa, this is no stray bull in your meadow, nor is he gentle or tame.
Across the ocean he flies, bounding tirelessly over waves while you scream and hold white-knuckle tight to his golden horns. Sea gods and merry Nereids frolic beside you as you plead for your life, but it is Zeus that has stolen you away.
Fear, for it is not your life that he wants. Cast your beauty into the sea; let it slip away. Sacrifice it to Aphrodite, or fair Persephone, but keep none for yourself. Beau
 by TheLunaLily

Third place
I am the EverybodyNot the sun--have dawdled in the outside darkness,
discerning the Big Dipper and its bowl's guiding line
to Polaris. Everything else is foreign, an ebon map
with pinpoints of cities and near unpronounceable names:
Adhafera, Algieba, Denebola, Regulus--cultures uttered
in divination's two-toned newsprint dialect.
Then comes the thought of what if: life circulating them
as it does here, and if their soundless gap
can challenge the record between each human life:
the files of our moving lines on damaged roads, at work
and its day-to-day redundancy, the bits of information
we've become online: nothing but ones and zeroes. Even I
cannot find Leo and its heart of galaxies, the ruling sun
finally rising as I attempt sleep through its hindering light,
when it dawns on me as appropriate: unus multorum,
creativity's inhibition--an over-tasting, a dilution.
I am a lion among lions, a major and minor
against the unknowns of every other constellation,
the unknown of each smile in passing, th
 by fllnthblnk

Honourable mentions
Libra VenerisVenus– Goddess of air and light
Adorning colors of sunset hues
Of ivory, pink, and glowing blues
While she awaits the waxing night
To measure stars upon her scale
That judges beauty from each gem,
Each light to sit around the hem
Like cultured pearls upon her veil.
But Libra's house will never tilt
To sacrifice her pleasure dome
The palace that she calls her home
By chance to cause a rose to wilt–
Hoc quidem nunquam facies.
because we're too afraid to fly in daylightjust when i thought i was home,
the welcome mat
turned to tacks beneath my feet.
i apologized for the blood
that crept into the cracks and stained your porch.
this isn't the redwood i had in mind;
but i think it's kind of beautiful,
in the same way
a moth can't find its way to the stars
from inside the garage so it
flicks its maddened wings to make a
ting, ting, ting
on a dying lightbulb.
"abyssus abyssum invocat,"
i whisper to the winged-dreamer
as she makes her way across my cheek.
i know she hears it as she
eases past my softly, parted lips.
ex glande quercus,
her wings thump morse code
against the rawness of my throat
and i swallow to quiet her pain.
hush, now shush. be still, my dear;
trees do not talk or bleed.
you've given your wings to grow with me
and we will reach the heavens.
we will be greater than the oaks
as our forest of hair plants us among the stars;
then, we will be home.
sister;
gemini,
hitched to the sky
with the veins of your wings
and stuck with the red of
RegulusThe sky so close, heaven so far
and sand is white, white as your arms
Look through the bars
look at the stars
night covered the land with her charms.
What are the lines between the stars?
The lines of fate, like in your palms
Who wrote them there
in the thin air
the sky is clear as the night calms
The ram, the bull, the twins, the crab
virgin and lion - you and me
Farewell my love,
we'll meet above
between the stars we will be free
I'll be the lion's brightest star:
where no treason can quench my light
and when I fall
to you I call:
Morituri te salutant!

On The Threshold of CreationDaughter of Hecate,
I was born upon the threshold
of one year and the next:
a tiny earthen creature,
awash in a sea of stars.
Too late did I remember
Capricorn is the goat with
the tail of a fish,
and perhaps my legs were never meant
to tread upon the earth.
I've heard tell
that Saturn is the harshest master,
and will never be satisfied
by words alone.

In the beginning I was sure-footed
as the goat who glitters in stars above me,
ideas sprung full-grown from my head,
as Athena born from Zeus
Too late do I recall
that prophecy foretold,
Zeus' own creation
would surpass even him.
I'm still trying to puzzle out
whether my own creation
will surpass me, and live on,
or destroy me altogether.
Yet still I weave my words,
and endeavor to make Athena proud.
She beckons me home,
tall and stern from woven banner:
tempts me with promises of "Eureka",
and still I pray, to any who would hear me
that my living words will whisper
"non omnis moriar."
to call the skin the midnight sky astra inclinant
there are two stars tied
around my finger
by way of twine and
sailing rope.
one is frayed and the
other a contrario.
as the one is cast or
cut, the other pulls it
into embrace.
sed non obligant
and there we stand,
two bright stars
connected in constellation.
until,
eventually
both rope and bone
decompose and we remain
in partial
existence.
In star-crossed balanceand I will learn
how to sew these skies together
when the constellations
unravel themselves
like a monsoon.
pillars of bones
and the quakes of every heartache
rests in the space
between my lungs
and my ribcage-
a home built to shelter
the song of the ocean
and the sweet silence of clouds
drifting above my irises,
against the downpour of waterforms
colliding in my veins.
[pluma, membrana-
nothing but the softness of dreams
and the heaviness of air]
I am a star-crossed lover;
a body who nurtures the mind
the heart
and the soul-
misers in a variety of matrimony
with this forsaken archipelago
whose plates have long ago been
separated by their unequal forces
scattered
seasoned
seorsum
then the climax
of life
came in slow motion
in vigorous verses.
unfolding
the beginning of the end,
flowers blooming from bone marrows
and the sounds
of heavy breathing
accendo
white dwarves
pour out into the open
scattered like debris,
the discontinuity of souls
in my palms
but only the m


Congratulations to everyone, and please see Sammur-amat's journal for the rest of the wonderful entries. :love:


Texture by Seykloren
Skin by Riemea

Happy Hop  Welcome to this month’s helping-the-unknown feature! Happy Hop 
Sorry this is a day late! Wifi problems are always so annoying... :stare:





:iconcrooked-clockwork:

crooked-clockwork

(Literature)


july midnight.days pass in disjointed
chords, blood flowing
down my throat. i am
not a boy whose heart
is stitched.
i am the boy
holding the sutures.
and with every
breath i dare to take,
i hate myself even more
(but the sutures are still
dripping
in between my fingers).
clutching the verses
that tell me
this is okay, the string and
filmy aortas
in my hands
create fingerprints
that give me away.
i am not the boy
who cries after
dead girls.
i am the boy
who cuts himself open
at the sight of
joyful daughters
singing midnight choruses
to the dawn.
days pass in honeydew
grey sonatas
and i wonder,
“when can i
stop hurting
and start to help?”
but my earlier words
are set in the baking
concrete
fencing my lungs:
i am the boy
holding the sutures.
garden music.today
i am eleven
so i go out to play.
watching
daddy's hand as it
lingers.
-
today i am twelve,
tomorrow
i'll be dead.
and i'm okay.
if just for
today.
 

crooked-clockwork's poetry is often haunting, and his words will stay with you after you finish reading.


crooked-clockwork's Gallery



~


:iconwhitherling:

whitherling

(Artisan Crafts)


Elsa Sweater by whitherling Hearts sweater by whitherling


whitherling's sweaters look wonderfully cosy! The designs are beautiful as well. The artist has lots of other great art in her Gallery, including other crafts, and comics.


whitherling's Gallery



~


:iconshyline:

ShyLine

(Traditional)


Our secret shack by ShyLine On the road by ShyLine


ShyLine's paintings have such lovely details and show beautiful landscapes.


ShyLine's Gallery



~


:icondonnasueb:

donnasueb

(Photography)
Suggested by GrannyJae


Photographers self portrait in a bugs butt by donnasueb Reproduce by donnasueb


donnasueb's Gallery has a great variety of photos, and her work is really bright and full of life!


donnasueb's Gallery



~


:iconnatsuyasum:

natsuyasum

(Digital)


Late summer by natsuyasum Bistro by natsuyasum


natsuyasum's stunning digital work definitely makes his Gallery well worth browsing through. His attention to detail, especially to the backgrounds, is fantastic.


natsuyasum's Gallery



~



We hope you have enjoyed looking through this feature. To suggest a deviant for a feature, you can send us a note (title it ‘Feature Suggestion’).


If you would like to keep up to date with our features, please be sure to join or :+devwatch: helping-the-unknown!


Thank you for looking! :dalove:


:iconhelping-the-unknown:



Donate

cality has started a donation pool!
1,321 / 2,000
These points will be used primarily for
:iconhelping-the-unknown:

Any contributions are much appreciated, and spare points will be donated to other causes or saved up for future helping-the-unknown projects.

Thank you! :dalove:

Current Points balance: 402 :points:

You must be logged in to donate.
:iconshanghaililli::iconjade-pandora:Anonymous:iconkirschpraline:Anonymous

deviantID

cality's Profile Picture
cality
Steph
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United Kingdom


Hello, I'm Steph! Thank you for visiting my page. :heart:




:bulletblue:My art:bulletblue:
Predominantly writing, but I occasionally like to take photographs, draw and do textile work.

:bulletorange:My interests:bulletorange:
Reading | Writing | Science | Playing the flute | Tennis

:bulletgreen:My birthday:bulletgreen:
3 April

:bulletyellow:Groups I volunteer in:bulletyellow:
:iconhelping-the-unknown: :iconsongofthepoets:
Interests


Hi everyone!

First of all, please take a few moments to check out Riemea's journal to see if you can help her in any way: 
I have a situation...I really don't like to write about this, but I don't know how to help myself any other way. I have a situation. A money related one. Over the past month bills I need to pay have accumulated, and I need to pay them off at the end of next month. I'm currently short a 100$ which I can't cover with my regular job. So in order to get that money, I'm offering to draw/paint pretty much anything you want in exchange for a little $ (barring the obvious things like gore, full nudity etc.).
My regular commission info is this:

Apart from that I'll also do small doodles, bigger doodles, sketches, anything that doesn't take years to finish (that means no fully coloured portraits which take ages, since I hold my works to a certain standard and I'd hate to have to rush a work and have it turn out not as good as I want it) for a little money/points.
Some examples:
headshot doodles: 70 points for one, 200 points for three
http://sta.sh/01y0o9i8b2mu
http://sta.sh/01jsp7o5pg1c
ro

:heart:


It's been a long time since I checked in here. In all honesty, moving away from home kept me busy a few months ago, and since then work has become extremely busy (and because I now live close to work, there's no excuse for me to not stay late!). This has meant that my inbox has got a bit overwhelming and I don't really know where to start with it - I almost feel like I''ve forgotten how to comment usefully on everyone's work and I feel like I've missed too much here on dA. ^^;

Every time I think things will settle down at work, they pick up again. September to November is generally quite busy in my industry (I think), but I'm hoping I can make more time for dA sort of mid-October-ish. 

So, yes. This is just a small update from me to say that I'm still around. I'm more active on tumblr at the moment simply because the app is so easy to use get distracted by on breaks at work (and I don't get stressed out at having missed so much like I feel I have on dA...), but from what I understand there will soon be a dA app! :eager:

Anyway, I hope you have all been well and I hope to check in with you all soon. Stay awesome! :heart: 


Texture by Seykloren
Skin by Riemea

AdCast - Ads from the Community

×

Webcam

Groups

<3!



Cosette - for cality by Riemea

By the lovely Riemea – thank you! :heart: :love:

Comments


Add a Comment:
 
:iconbutterflyblaze:
ButterflyBlaze Featured By Owner Sep 21, 2014
Thanks for the llama! :-)
Reply
(1 Reply)
:iconcupofcharlie:
CupofCharlie Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you so so much for featuring me! :D
Reply
(1 Reply)
:iconjade-pandora:
jade-pandora Featured By Owner May 27, 2014
Thank you so much, Steph, for thinking of me. :iconhuggleplz:
I was away on haitus not at all online for 3+ months, and just returned (on wobbly legs) a few days ago.  I hope all has been well with you, darling.
Reply
(1 Reply)
:iconintroverted-ghost:
introverted-ghost Featured By Owner May 24, 2014   Writer
Your webcam is so cute! :nuu:
Reply
(1 Reply)
:iconrainylake:
rainylake Featured By Owner Apr 19, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
Thanks for joining the RecommendAFriend project! I hope you will have fun with our group :la:

If you are looking to get yourself and a friend featured, please check out the Launch Journal for more information :)

Please bear with us while we setup, if you have any questions or suggestions, please let me know :heart:

Since we are a new group, we would also really appreciate it if you can spread the word about us. The more people that participate, the better! :eager:

Thanks again for joining, have a wonderful day!
Reply
(1 Reply)
Add a Comment: