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I am a Traditional Artist
Ocelotte
Female/Canada
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This is the place where you can personalize your profile!
But, how?
By moving, adding and personalizing widgets.
You can drag and drop to rearrange.
You can edit widgets to customize them.
The left side has widgets you can add!
Some widgets you can only access when you get a premium membership.
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Certain widgets can only be added to certain zones.
"Why," you ask? Because we want profile pages to have freedom of customization, but also to have some consistency. This way, when anyone visits a deviant, they know they can always find the art in the top left, and personal info in the top right.
Don't forget, restraints can bring out the creativity in you!
Now go forth and astound us all with your devious profiles!
Icicles filled the long window With barbaric glass. The shadow of the blackbird Crossed it, to and fro. The mood Traced in shadow An indecipheral cause.
Icicles filled the long window With barbaric glass. The shadow of the blackbird Crossed it, to and fro. The mood Traced in shadow An indecipheral cause.
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Have a nice day!
Thomas
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Creativity is the absence of a frame of mind.
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I'll be here, on my knees, when you come back. And you will!
Visit My Gallery [link]
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"Some call you stubborn, you call yourself persistant." -fortune cookie
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Dreams are an excursion into the limbo of things, an escape from the human prison.
~Henri Ameil
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Everyone is a bit weird, some people are just better at hiding it than others.
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Dreams are an excursion into the limbo of things, an escape from the human prison.
~Henri Ameil
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VI:
Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the blackbird
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in shadow
An indecipheral cause.
~Wallace Stevens
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VI:
Icicles filled the long window
With barbaric glass.
The shadow of the blackbird
Crossed it, to and fro.
The mood
Traced in shadow
An indecipheral cause.
~Wallace Stevens
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