What is #DontGiveUpOnDA?
#DontGiveUpOnDA was founded on December 25th 2009 by `Atramina
The aim of this group is to help those discouraged deviants that don't find an answer to the questions:
Why some people insult my art or have a disgusting beahviour in my gallery?
Why my DD suggestions are not accepted?
Why I don't feel important on DA if I'm an artist like many others?
Why I don't receive a proper critique from my fellow-deviants?
In most of the cases, this issues have an actual solution, and that's why we're here. We want to boost the interest of these fellow-deviants and make them feel that there are many reasons to not give up on DA, even if you had several disgusting experiences on it.
(by our members)
Why am I crying?Why am I crying?
which is shaded in sadness
should show, we are happy
that we like each other
and when we see us again
But a tear
just shows the sadness
the pain of separation
and the scar that is left.
Why am I crying?
I've never seen you
but I'm feeling
how my lonely heart
searches the near of your heart.
And again a lonely silver tear
runs down my cheek.
Maybe it's just the pain
that makes me cry.
Why does my heart feel so heavy?
One more question
but less answers.
Deep inside of my soul I know the answer
but I don't want to know it.
that I'll tear with this answer in my ow
GREAT WHITE MOONI am the one who keeps awake to watch
Clouds drift across the great white moon
The sandman often withholds from me
Beads from which dreams are sewn
My memories of love haunt me
Still pure--like a new born dove
Great white moon with me tonight
Speak to me from the skies above
For so long I have been suffocated
By the loneliness I cannot breathe
I open the window to let in air, but
The night stares blindly back at me
His ghost stands in the dusty curtains
Then disappears without a trace
Like clouds across a pool, I read
His thoughts across his ghostly face
I know him well, I remember him
His eyes I once thought divine
6 ways to look at a notebookI am the notebook that is never the same,
I am the one
The girl clutches
To her chest
The first day
At a new school,
Or the day she
Gets taken away
I am thrown
On the floor
From not being
Able to find the
I am left
On the bus,
In such a hurry
She left me
I am the
On a shelf,
To pick me up,
Take me home,
And fill me with words.
I am the notebook,
Thrown into the closet
And buried under
In an attempt
Some of the activities of the group:
Themed chat sessions: Critique, DD Suggestions, Particular issues of disgusting behaviour, etc.
Critique Folder: Uploading Deviations in order to receive feedback from the rest of the members can be a great help for a lot of deviants.
DDs Suggested Folder: 99% of the times, DD Suggestions Rejected are justified. If we all give a little feedback to the suggester, explaining why the GM might have rejected it, we are helping that deviant to make a better election in the future, and motivating him/her to keep suggesting in the future.
Tutorials Folder: We all want to learn!
Into Hell(Be-Yond All Kisses, Ultimately You Abandon)
one who serves without end to
hell in which despair is endless
where all sorrow
lost to all
and to jet black
with it all
(where Life Obliterates to a Vacuous End)
(where Years Of seemingly Unending! joy)
are vanquished and then