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Art + 500 Points Giveaway! (CLOSED)* Closed Results are here http://fav.me/d5vv0wc *
I'm almost ready to start selling prints of my original paintings and illustrations. I've tried a few printing methods and now I'm finally happy with the quality. I'd like to share these with my watchers first before I make them available for purchase. I recently saw some other Deviants doing point giveaways for their watchers so I thought I'd throw in some points too -You guys like those right?
1. You must be one of my watchers and
2. Favorite this journal (So I know that you would like to participate and win a Print)
5 Deviants will be chosen randomly from those who qualify (Fav + Watch) 5 days after this is posted
Three winners will each get 100 points and their choice of one of my new ACEO prints.
ACEO (Art Cards, Editions and Originals) miniature pieces of art 2.5"x 3.5"
These are signed and numbered open edition prints, they have a glossy metallic finish
If you win I'll send you a note so I ca
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Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More