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A cute ewe black sheep. It has a white face because there would be no contrast otherwise.

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:iconcallmejett:
What do want it to do for Ewe? I like it. Thanks callmejett
:icongoldsheep:
Thanks. ^_^ Never felt like the Black Sheep in a crowd? Never felt like you wee like the black sheep in the family...? Well, then this emoticon isn't for you! This is for all the black sheep out there. Though I'm a gold sheep, I feel sorry for the black ewe sheep. ^_^

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- She walks--the lady of my delight-- A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep. -- Alice Meynell
:iconcallmejett:
Hey Deviant GoldSheep,
BlackSheep help the universe to have White or Gold ones like you -- the black ones are outlaws like me -- we never fit the mold every normie fits -- understand my mind they never will -- it is complete freedom we seek & by not being discovered by mind keeps us free
i am also a jett -- this speeds me faster than others -- they cannot catch me -- iam in & out B4 anyone knows i have been there -- this is the best freedom ever -- to be known compromises freedoms in several areas -- yet as creaters we seek to be known -- my creations can never be brought to this site but only to larger spaces -- it is great being here as the true deviant i really am -- no one knows this but us who are here -- where is here? please respond oh Golden One
:icongoldsheep:
You want the esoteric answer to that, or the one based in our physical reality of understanding and being?

The esoteric answer is that here is the place formed by your mind. You are bound to this place, and this earth through your mind and your experiences through it.

Buddhists believed that you were bound by the physical world, thus not freeing your mind. Christians believe that here and now are the acts of reality, though there is a higher consciousness to attain through our current and present actions. Egyptians believed that the true realiity was after you died.

This physical world binds us to it, through pleasures and senses, thus being a deviant in such a place as this, is a perception of sensory input, if you will. Where is here you ask? Is it a manifestation of your mind, senory inputs, a spiritual place, or a place of atoms put together in a strange way that the universe did not anticipate? Is it a thought of form of ideas, imagination, wanting to be different yet the same, or is it some place inside ourselves that we like to escape to once in a while to create a place to breathe?

The Black Sheep is the rebel, is it not? So here, whatever your definition may be, we are breathing life through art.

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- She walks--the lady of my delight-- A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep. -- Alice Meynell
:iconcallmejett:
Hi. You have a grand base of knowledge fellow deviant.
I was sending you a message that got very intense and you would have enjoyed it and my PC shutdown by itself. i was at the point of coming to a pointing of ending what i was writting to you when it went down. i lost everything and i am so sorry.
i am an artist but i work in an area where my work cannot really be possessed. i am a sculptor who does installations. I have shown both in LA and Orange counties in various galleries and at many requests.
I prefer esoteric thought far better than what religion based concepts are of our existance. Your explanation was very well done and i beleive the same way as you do.
When you get down to the real pure truth we are nothing more than a bunch of atoms (as you put it) but from my deep concept we are nothing but a bunch of garbage housing a soul. The soul is the real thing.
God supposedly created us in his own image. How can we look in a mirror and say this when we know we do not look like anyone else. It gets down to I AM -- yes -- I AM. God says he is I AM and if we are created in his own likeness then we are I Am's also. Now what is there about us that can even get close to being in the image of God? You guessed it -- it is our souls. What is a soul? It is pure unseen energy. We are sparks of light or energy that one day will go back to our parent who is God.
I have been chosen to be a mystic as of late. It is very shocking but it is so. God has given me certain gifts that are quite remarkable. They continue to grow. When i was a small child I remember knowing things and seeing things that no one else did or could. i could not speak about them to any one bout them in fear of being called a witch. it remains so to this day. only a few people are aware of the gifts i have received and they other journey I have been chosen to follow. Right now the Mystic is over powering the the artist and it must be that i have to learn a great deal in a short span of time. Why i do not know but it is the honest truth.
I have been around Psychics and they have all picked up on this from way back in the beginning stages. It is very strange and at times i feel sort of lost like where am i to go now?
Please do not think i am pulling your leg because i speak withthe truh. i am not allowed to lie. in fact there are a great deal of things i can never do again because of the mystic path.
It has only been one year since this newest journey in life began for me. i am a baby when it comes to the Pure Truth, but i have learned some really wonderous things. When i learn a new truth i shake my head and think to myself -- how simple that really is -- why do we as humans make things like this so difficult/
well, I am new in the deviant area. i have only been here for two days. There is a lot for me to learn in this fantastic setting. I hope to meet great people such as yourself. Take care Oh Golden One -- do not forget the the spark we must protect at all times. One other thing and that is never stop creating because then you will lose sight of who you really are.
It may appear that i have not been creating and that is due to no objects that can be owned or touched.
Once a creator always a creator and that will never change unless you want to get to the pure truth that the only thing that is a constant in the universe is change. Change will never stop just likethe universe will never stop.
take care & guard your golden soul. callmejett
:icongoldsheep:
Many artists after they stop creating die. It's a fact of being an artist of any kind.

I believe that Miyazaki won't live long if he can't do animation anymore. Schultz died soon after his strip was over, true artsist can't help but to continue, it's the very nature of being an artist. Afterall, the rest of the population feels like it's breathing when it's not doing art, but artists, performers, and writers can't think without having to do it. Julia Child lived her life through the art of breathing life and wanting to cook and share it with others. Even when she couldn't she kept going by using other cooks to teach and learn. The fact is, that an artist, a writer, perfermer, or any kind of creative person breathes through art. If we do not, we drown, and that's not living. I don't think that person who doesn't understand what it is to ache to do something artsy, would understaand how one can physically breathe and not be breathing. It is not a choice, it's something that chose us, and we are merely puppets to the power of it as it consumes us.

Monet could not go on after he couldn't paint. And for the true artists among us, it's that way too. Life is nothing without a piece of art for us. The difference between an artist and a regular person is that a regular person can stop doing art, an artist cannot.

For me if I don't write every day, in some way, i don't breathe. yes, write. ^^;;

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- She walks--the lady of my delight-- A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep. -- Alice Meynell
:iconcallmejett:
Hi Golden Sheep,
my belief is similar to yours. let's take it bit further. when a visual artist gets the fantastic new piece inside their head and then make the piece the rush of being crating is done forever regarding that piece. We need to continue or we won't feel the true rush of creativity.
It makes no difference what a visual artist creates. We do not have to make an actual piece to sell for us to continue to create. arranging dishes on a beautiful table for guests is an act of creating such as decorating your tree fro Christmas. all of these examples are of still the nature of creating visually for me and they are 3D and Tangible.
We can use our creativity in any thing we do.
Back to the rush of creating. Once an author has put the pen down it is like me finishing a sculpture or a very intense stampsize pen and ink doodle.
When a musician creates a song for the first time it is a grand rush. I often wonder if when they perform that same piece they created do they continue to get a ruch from it?
Me as a visual artist once the piece is finished it is done and over with. does this apply to a writer also?
Let me know what you think about this concept?
I remember trying to frost a cake for my Mother's birthday when i was in college learning how to do school art other than the real thing and it came out looking like an abstract painting. You see one does not always have to stay in the same media to create. it just opens up other places for us to have fun being creative.
callmejett
:icongoldsheep:
For a writer you have 2 stages that apply to art as well sometimes, though often not.

You write to create the piece and then you edit it. The initial rush comes from the idea. that would be stage 1. it will overtake you in a mind-boggling way. it's frustrating for when you get an inspiration in a weird place, like the shower, in the car, etc.

The second rush comes from actually starting the story. People often like this, making the first steps and outlines of the story, no matter your style of working is often a huge source of gratification.

The third rush comes from the suction that the writing creates--i.e. new ideas to feed into the story. You start to live, breathe, and imagine the world you created. (for fiction writers... for non-fiction it's slightly different. It's the remembering of facts, and research that fuels it). Thus the fire is lit, and that's great fun. With writing everything is a new idea, a way to add something to your story, even with non-fiction you often find yourself asking, can I add this to the story? With poetry, you think if some phrase you heard can be a poem, or you are consumed by editing a part of a recent poem.

Then after that most people quit, but for the more persistent writer, the delight continues. You continue to research (which for some is a rush in of itself.), Then you edit in between (most of us have to, though a few writers don't). Then the final edit continues.

The editing process is boring in most cases, unless you discover a missing piece then it's fun. I dislike editing my own work, I often leave it to others to view so I can improve upon it. (Unfortunately this often feeds into my art, since I have a habit of editing things.)

The final rush comes from when you realize that the piece *could* be published. (in actuality). When you realize this, it's a rush that overcomes all other riushes through the body. It's not comparable to much else. When you realize it's really *that* good, then you realize that perhaps you are worthy.

When you send out the first manuscript to be rejected, hands shake. Then you wait for the response. The waiting is intense sometimes. You wait for the rejection. (I still need to complete my 100). When you get your rejection, it's 1 down X to go. Rejection for a writer is different than for an artist. For an artist it's a rejection of the whole piece, and perhaps you, for a writer, it means editing, and resubmitting to various places. It's a new hope, laughs, etc. words you can change more easily than a missing line or bad composition in writing. (though often you can't change inherent problems, much like visuals).

The rush when one gets published and has their name in print--I don't know that rush yet, but I'm sure it's euphoric. It's kind of like being in love only with an object, characters,etc. A writer is a masochistic schizophrenic, hopefully paid. If you do get paid, it's the only profession where both are pretty much required. You are schizophrenic for hearing voices of chaaracters aand people that don't exist, or have long since died, and you are masochistic because you are their slaves.

Each type of writing creates a different kind of process and pattern.

I also have other art I have a need to do, but writing calls to me the most.

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- She walks--the lady of my delight-- A sheperdess of sheep. Her flocks are thoughts. She keeps them white; She guards them from the steep. She feeds them on the fragrant height, And folds them in for sleep. -- Alice Meynell
:iconcallmejett:
Hey GoldSheep,
Thanks for the great lesson about the creative rushes when writing and all or its aspects.
It was nice to learn what it is like on a continually basis.
Keep up the rush.
Do you know you were the very 1st DA that communicated with me when i just got here about two weeks ago? I want to thank you for doing so.
I will be down for a while due to PC problems.
Do you mind when i am up and running once again -- that i can contact you and let you know?
Leter -- callmejett/Nancy

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