Dr Pepper Mural Photo Op - New York
Location: Bedford Ave. and Manhattan Ave. in Brooklyn, New York When: Saturday, October 8th @ 2:30pm New York City deviants! We're heading to Bedford Ave. and Manhattan Ave. in Brooklyn, NY to see 's work recreated as a mural -- his prize for winning the reyjdesigns "How Do YOU Drink Dr Pepper?" Contest -- and we want you to join us! On Saturday, October 8th at 2:30 PM, deviants of all ages are invited to come together and see the mural. We’ll gather at the wall and spend some time meeting and mingling. DeviantART staff will be there to meet fellow deviants and discuss all things deviantART-related. Later, we’ll all head to a nearby food joint to grab some snacks, so be sure to bring some cash. Don't forget your camera or camera phone to capture the unforgettable memories. We'll also be handing out deviantART swag, so you won't want to miss it! This event is free and open to all deviants who are able to make it. Come for a little bit or stay for a while -- we want to meet you and celebrate with ! reyjdesigns Let us know if you're able to come by hitting the 'I want to attend' button below!
Red Bull Creation deviantMEET - Brooklyn, NY
Location: LOCATION: McCarren Park, Brooklyn
TIME: Sunday, July 10th, 3PM - 7PM
PRICE: FREE! When: Sunday, July 10th @ 12:00am CALLING ALL EAST COASTERS (in the new york metro area!) A handful of deviantART staff members are heading to Brooklyn, NY, for the Red Bull Creation spectator event, and we’d love for you to join us! What is this curiously magnificent occasion we speak of? The Red Bull Creation event is a 3-day challenge in Brooklyn, where teams from all over the nation are given 72 hours to build something amazing based on a specific topic — which is top secret for now! On July 10th, the teams will reveal their inventions to a live crowd at for their chance to win both $10,000 in tools and an equal amount in cash. McCarren Park in Brooklyn JOIN US! On Sunday, July 10th, come celebrate innovation and creativity with us by attending the Red Bull Creation event. Deviants of all ages are invited to McCarren Park in Brooklyn to be a spectator at the Red Bull Creation event! This event is guaranteed to provide inspiration and amazement, and while you’re there, chat with deviantART staff members, interact with fellow deviants, and have an all-around good time!
All About Us: song ficTake my hand, I'll teach you to dance. I'll spin you around, won't let you fall down. Would you let me lead, you can step on my feet. Give it a try, it'll be all right. "Okay so you are going to teach me how to dance." He said apprehensively. "Yes now stop being a baby and take my hand." She said teasing. "But what if I trip or something?" He said cautiously taking her hand. "You won't if you just let me lead. Don't worry you can on my feet a little, but only a little buster." She said smiling as showed him where to put his hands. The room's hush, hush, And now's our moment. Take it in, feel it all, and hold it. Eyes on you, eyes on me. We're doing this right. She silently walks towards him. Slow and steady, eyes on him, eyes on her. He smiles slow and big, he mouths hey, she mouths hi I love you is sent down the line and it's sent right back to sender Cause lovers dance when they're feeling in love. All About Us: song fic by Xxbinxfullxofxkittyx
"Vera" revised"Vera" Characters: Ghost dad, Vera, Cousin Em (girl or guy doesn't matter) Writer: Laura E. Rojas Ghost dad stand stage right Vera stand center stage Em stands stage left Ghost mom: When I got here it was not all pearly gates and singing. As it turns out you have to do a mountain of paperwork, it is just headaches all over. Definitely not like the movies and the stories. Well, it was whole like the living world, only you don't have to worry about money and insurance and, things like that ;I guess that's where the paradise bit comes in. Just in case you haven't caught on, I'm, well dead. You don't get this nice suit for what I was getting paid; well, any way when I passed, it wasn't so pretty. I would have liked to go like my father in my sleep not, screaming like the passengers in his car. But that's a story for another time, right now where talking about my sweet, smart, and pretty, and overal "Vera" revised by Xxbinxfullxofxkittyx
"Vera""Vera" Characters: Ghost dad, Vera, Cousin Em (girl or guy doesn't matter) Ghost dad stand stage right Vera stand center stage Em stands stage left Ghost dad: When I got here it was not all pearly gates and singing. As it turns out you have to sign this and sign that, initial this paper, read this bi-law, blah blah blah. Definitely not like the movies and the stories. Heck, it was whole like the living world, only you don't have to worry about money and insurance and things like that ;I guess that's where the paradise bit comes in. Just in case you haven't caught on, I'm, well dead. You don't get this nice suit for what I was getting paid; well, any way when the man upstairs called me up, it wasn't so pretty. I would have liked to go like my father in my sleep not, screaming like the passengers in his car. But that's a story for another time, right now where talking about my sweet, smart, and pretty, and over "Vera" by Xxbinxfullxofxkittyx
Dr Pepper Contest Mural Photo Op
Location: Melrose & Larchmont in Los Angeles, California When: Saturday, May 21st @ 1:30pm The winners have been selected for Dr Pepper's Pepperland Contest and the winning artwork, Fuel Yourself by , has been recreated as a mural in Los Angeles! ArtKat We're flying to Los Angeles to celebrate her win – and you're invited! Come see the mural, take pictures, congratulate and meet ArtKat , talk with deviantART staff, interact with the team that built ArtKat deviantART muro, and meet the people who coordinated the contest! Remember to bring your camera or camera phone, as we’re exited to document this special event that brings deviantART to life in the physical world! Please join us!
I'm Right Here, WaitingNow time has passed Right through our hearts And the years we've laughed Now tear us apart I cant relax Without you here tonight You're so damn hot And this just isn't right I'm here right now Just waiting You're there, so far Debating On what we know wont work But we have to try Just give it a whirl And let fate decide The past, I see Is so daunting But you know, with you I'd be flaunting For all the rest, their pride Has gone, it's shied Because you, are the one Worth it all. You, are the one Worth it all Now time has passed You, are the one Right through our hearts worth it all And the years we've laughed You, are the one Now tear us apart- worth it all I cant relax I'm waiting, I'm waiting Without you here tonight- worth it all You're so damn hot I'm waiting And this just isn't right- worth it all Because you, are the one Worth it all. Without you, here I fall. I love, your laugh, your smile Just relax, shoes off, for a while Walk into my heart, a I'm Right Here, Waiting by MyLifeIsRiggs
For You Chapter Three The food, admittedly, smelled odd to Rene. Likely it was because he hadn't ever had bacon - or scallions, not that he knew what they were. His ears perked at the clink of Wren's fork, and he looked over to her immediately, immediately concerned when she excused herself. He made no such excuse, and after a moment followed after her, food long-forgotten. He didn't like her with that look. She didn't look like Wren. "Wren?" he asked, knocking awkwardly at the door, and after a moment, opened it. He'd never been one for human manners, anyway. However, he was immediately by Wren's side when he saw her. "Wren?" He asked, voice thick and nearly unintelligible with worry. "Ill?" Was she ill? He couldn't tell. She didn't look well, that was obvious. But she'd been fine before she ate. Unless..he knew about poisoned food -- trappers poisoned meat all the time. Surely that hadn't been the case! Wren weakly opened her eyes, and gave a fevered smile at Rene. "I'll be ah-*cough* cough* cough*" she t For You Chapter Three by WrenBlade
For You Chapter Two Wren was waiting for him inside the house, and grasped his paw gently with a squeeze before letting go to face the music. Waiting next to the stairwell was an older woman with dyed red hair, tons of make up on, and was wearing the current fashion of the fads along with so many jewels on her it appeared that she was drowning in them. She was done up, but there was an air of distaste as well as look as Wren approached her. "Greetings, my Father's Aunt in Law. " Wren said, mechanically, giving a curtsy. The woman frowned. "Where have you been, Ugly Brat?" Her shrill voice asked accusingly. A fake smile came onto Wren's face. "Only to pick up my new friend, Rene." Then, as if she were at any social event, she introduced them. "Rene, this is my Father's Aunt in Law, Gretta. My Father's Aunt in Law, I would like you to meet my new friend, Rene." The woman looked Rene up and down, then laughed behind her hand in a mocking manner. But she turned her stare back to Wren. "Come now, this is a bea For You Chapter Two by WrenBlade
To my sister from another motherI thought I had wings, I thought I was strong, but strong meant being alone. I thought I was impenetrable, But I hid away. Then you came fluttering to me, you clipped my wings, you made me weak, I crumbled, I died. But then I felt strong, I had no walls, I had no wings, I was vulnerable. I realized I was now learning to fall all over again. I am weak now, and by being weak I am stronger. I wasn’t weak before, I was afraid, big difference. How can I ever repay you when a thank you isn’t enough for me? Little butterfly, your wings shine so bright today. To my sister from another mother by Visualiart
World Tour Los Angeles
Location: Los Angeles, California, U.S.A. When: Saturday, July 18th @ 2:00pm Echo Park Lake
love, shetobacco stains on the rosy fingers of dawn my love, she makes long, gentle swipes along troughs of dog-eaten flowers ash on the feet of evening my love, she walks the waters awhile, and with a grey toe she purls their placid hours thickfire words in the hush of noon my love, she speaks a little now, and now she burns in silence the dog star splashes in the bath of the moon my love, she wakes awhile, to watch the coldwater shine on the cusp of the cradle love, she by NLY
sonneto lover, while we lay the sunflowers down, and age the daylight in our vat-like minds, and dress our silent bodies in the loud renown of nights that cry the price of love in time, the cloudburst nerves with light like wrists of rain, and skins with sound that flays upon the mountain, and, blooded by the beauty, or the pain, of souls that run like membrance in the fountains, it forms within the conch of yesterday, and blows upon tomorrow like a lip that cools the meat of living while it prays, but bites its lightnings through the water's hip. O lover, clasp your jewels about the storm, O linger, lie, but pay her what we're sworn. sonnet by NLY