In the others eyes, we first look for our own reflection.
At first, in our parents' eyes.
Then in our friends' eyes.
Afterwards we seek for our own and unique referencing mirror. It means looking for love, but it's rather a quest for our own identity.
Love at first sight often turns out to be the find of the "right mirror", we send a satisfying reflection of ourselves. We then try to love ourselves through the other's view. It's a magic moment where two parallel mirrors mutually reflect pleasant images. By the way, we realize simply by facing two mirrors that they reflect their own image a hundred times, into an infinite perspective. Ther
Goofus Damian and Gallant Sam by Dkalban, literature
Literature
Goofus Damian and Gallant Sam
Panel 1: Living room of Wayne Manor, Sam sits on one end of a couch
Caption: This is Sam Kane
Sam: *waving* Hi!
Panel 2: Damian sits on the other end, he looks grumpy
Caption: This is Damian Wayne
Damian: *arms folded* >TT<
Panel 3: Establishing shot, Wayne Manor.
Caption: They both live at Wayne Manor. Damian's father owns it; Sam and his big brother Joseph live there due to Joseph's work.
Panel 4: Wide shot of the couch, and the boys with their varying personalities. Sam smiles, Damian frowns
Caption: While best friends, they are very different.
Panel 5: Dining Room, Alfred serves Sam breakfast
Caption: Sam uses "Please" and "Tha
Autism Can be a Gift by solarisbluephoenix, literature
Literature
Autism Can be a Gift
Debra A.
September 17, 2006
The media has a dramatic way of portraying people with "disabilities" in general. All of the news reports, movies, and articles from magazines try to make them so horrible for the people themselves and also for their parents to experience. Unfortunately, this is all that most people know about any disability is through dramatized media. One of those "handicaps" is Autism. I can always pinpoint dramatics within the text for this "disorder" because I personally have gone through this, and have a better clue than the media. I have conjured up this work to express that Autism isn't necessarily a handicap, it ca
What you tell me I should be. by WatsonSword, literature
Literature
What you tell me I should be.
No, I'm not morose, angry, or trying to avoid you. I am only being careful. I always look down just to avoid tripping over something.
Why do I need to look you straight in the eyes? I can hear what you say just as well no matter where the direction of my gaze.
And yes I did hear what you said the first time. I just didn't think it called for a response. Why do I have to answer you when you never even asked a question?
If you have a problem with me, just tell it to my face. I honestly can't understand how any form of etiquette permits you to about talk my misgivings behind my back, but never right to me.
It frightens me to no end when you
USE Color to Enhance Your Expression by Jerome-K-Moore, journal
USE Color to Enhance Your Expression
With this online art community, we have a unique opportunity to connect with our kindred. We must avail ourselves of this experience, for, once it's gone, it may never come again.
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It's important to USE color, not just apply it to your art. Sometimes we overlook the role color plays in our illustration, particularly when it comes to sequential art. Comic books. Storytelling. It's not just for making the picture pretty. Over on Facebook earlier today, this topic came up in conversation with a good friend. I thought I might share an excerpt with you here on DA, inviting, as
Nightwing: Small Time Vigilante by Dkalban, literature
Literature
Nightwing: Small Time Vigilante
A couple are arguing in an alleyway.
Derek: Listen, Brenda, you should calm down.
Brenda: Calm down!? Do you know how much you embarrassed me?!
Tad: *off panel* Hey!
They turn to see a slightly shorter than average, but very muscular, young man approach them. He has short blond hair and blue eyes. He carries a pool cue in his hand.
Tad: Are you harassing the lady?
Derek: None of your business!
Tad: Seems you're trying to rape her.
Tad tilts his head and looks at Brenda
Brenda: *nervous* You're wrong sweetie, we was just talkin'.
Tad: Then why all shaky?
Derek: Piss off, runt!
Tad's face gets a very nasty look on it
Tad: Well that
Teen Titans: No Such Thing As A Normal Teen by Dkalban, literature
Literature
Teen Titans: No Such Thing As A Normal Teen
Joseph Kane awoke one morning in Wayne Manor only to find that only that he was NOT a cockroach (like he was in a very Kafka-esque nightmare the previous evening); but that the place was trashed. Food dishes were piled high, clothes were tossed on furniture, and there was the overripe smell of sweat and hormones. He sighed as he, still in pajamas and bathrobe, helped Alfred Pennyworth clean.
"Teenagers", Joseph swore under his breath.
"Aren't you 19, Master Joseph?" reminded Alfred.
"I'm also a doctor, a Waynetech Executive, and Sam's guardian. Besides, with all that training I did for my now ended superhero career, I didn't really have ti