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  • Deviant for 17 years
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Favourite Visual Artist
Sandro Botticelli. William Blake.
Favourite Movies
Currently, I'm loving all of Hayou Miyazaki's movies.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Diary of Dreams. Cocteau Twins. The Eels. Massive Attack. Arcade Fire. Emiliana Torrini. Coldplay.
Favourite Writers
Pablo Neruda. Sylvia Plath. Roald Dahl. Kahlil Gibran. Edgar Allan Poe.
Favourite Games
Most SNES ROM games.
Tools of the Trade
Photoshop. Plain ol' inks and the canvas.
Other Interests
Paradoxes, roses, orchids, irises, writing, books, parchment, rain, steaming platform stews, walks.
The question we writers are asked most often, the favorite question, is: Why do you write? I write because I have an innate need to write. I write because I can’t do normal work as other people do. I write because I want to read books like the ones I write. I write because I am angry at everyone. I write because I love sitting in a room all day writing. I write because I can partake of real life only by changing it. I write because I want others, the whole world, to know what sort of life we lived, and continue to live, in Istanbul, in Turkey. I write because I love the smell of paper, pen, and ink. I write because I believe in literatu
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Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf How the heart feels a languid grief         Laid on it for a covering,         And how sleep seems a goodly thing In Autumn at the fall of the leaf? And how the swift beat of the brain Falters because it is in vain,         In Autumn at the fall of the leaf         Knowest thou not? and how the chief Of joys seems—not to suffer pain? Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf How the soul feels like a dried sheaf         Bound up at length for harvesting,         And how death seems a comely thing In Autumn at the fall of the leaf? ~Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Scarlet.

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If I look At the crystal moon, at the red branch Of the slow autumn at my window, If I touch Near the fire The impalpable ash Or the wrinkled body of the log, Everything carries me to you, As if everything that exists, Aromas, light, metals, Were little boats That sail Toward those isles of yours, that wait for me.
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nice art perception.. greetings from Greece
It's been a very long time :lonely:
hey nice gallery , im also from india :)
Hey thanks for the fav on Treasures.
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Good to have you back Ambarin! Where have you been? And how have you been while you were there? :)
Hope to see more from you soon :D
I just made an upload. :)
hello my dear friend you have been featured in my latest journal entry !!! thanks for sharing such beautiful stuff (: here it is: [link] :)