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For the last three years or so, I have found much inspiration in doing a journal/ feature/ etc related to International Women's Day and the ideas seem to be going strong. Just like Valentine's Day or someone's birthday, it isn't about having just one day reserved so that it's all about "me" or "them" or whoever. Every day should be a time to appreciate, to love, to honour, and to cherish the ones in our lives who matter the most.

I was walking down the street a few days ago when I got this idea. What better way to mark this occasion than to give some exposure to some ladies here who are engaged in different styles of art, perfecting their craft, and working towards their ambitions or simply doing what they do for the love of their art?

Without further ado, I present to you 8 works by artists in 8 different disciplines. Some of them are well known members of deviantART, others less so. But all of them have works that are worth a pageview, comment, or a place in your s

Ladies of Literature

   Zola Mae   Everyone says that my sister and I look a lot alike. I can remember when I was little, she and I went to the zoo wearing the same clothes, our hair up the same way. Passerby stopped, stared, and whispered, saying 'They're twins! Identical twins!' My mother would politely reply, 'No, they're not. They're only 18 months apart'.   It is true- my sister is younger than I, born on a cold February night in 2001. Her name would be Zola Mae, Zoe for short. She was named after my mother's aunt and father's mother. Forever she would be a child of the snow, preferring the winter season of all others. However, her being a child of snow nev... Sword LessonThe visiting sifu drew his blade and steadied it in front of him, his chest perpendicular to the class line."Perhaps one of the most important things to know about studying the blade in ninjutsu is that you are not here to look good. The blade is not a showy weapon, it has one purpose only and that is to kill. Ninjutsu is only about taking as many strikes as are neessary to kill, and kill swiftly. When you practice with the blade, you must be prepared to accept that truth."The class, full of beginners like myself, was silent. Up until this workshop, we had been practicing an American mixed martial art. It was what this sifu would call show...

The Space Between Your ArmsI want to become lost within that space between your arms, where your heart sings me a song in the language of the stars, and the warmth of you circles around me, seeping down into my very bones.I can close my eyes, just breathe in the scent of you and know that caught between the asurety of your embrace, solidness of your body I can let go of everything.You become my shield from the world, this will be my paradise, my here and forever, I would just sink down farther into you.    Do A Grouch A favor Day!I'm going to my grandfather's house; now I'm on my way. I'm going to my granfather's house because it's Do A Grouch A Favor Day! I travel over hills and around bends, all because I have a favor to spend. I arrive to my grandfather's house and what do I see? I see him with his bare feet up saying "Come and rub these bunyuns for me!" LoversA casual glance was all it took, Her heart beat raced as if she ran A thousand miles upon the land Her palm – it quivered, trembled, shook! His lazy gaze had pierced her soul And wrenched and burrowed, taking hold A single gasp escaped her lips He is the one, her life’s eclipse, Forever twined in waters cold.

*side note: If you like this section, you might enjoy following 's Ladies of Lit series or even getting involved as a contributor. It's easier than it sounds:

Ladies of Photography



Ladies of Traditional Art


Ladies of Digital Art



Ladies of Cosplay


Ladies of Emoticons



Ladies of Stock Resources





Ladies of Artisan Crafts

Happy International Women's Day

Coding by SimplySilent

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For the last three years or so, I have found much inspiration in doing a journal/ feature/ etc related to International Women's Day and the ideas seem to be going strong. Just like Valentine's Day or someone's birthday, it isn't about having just one day reserved so that it's all about "me" or "them" or whoever. Every day should be a time to appreciate, to love, to honour, and to cherish the ones in our lives who matter the most.

I was walking down the street a few days ago when I got this idea. What better way to mark this occasion than to give some exposure to some ladies here who are engaged in different styles of art, perfecting their craft, and working towards their ambitions or simply doing what they do for the love of their art?

Without further ado, I present to you 8 works by artists in 8 different disciplines. Some of them are well known members of deviantART, others less so. But all of them have works that are worth a pageview, comment, or a place in your s

Ladies of Literature

   Zola Mae   Everyone says that my sister and I look a lot alike. I can remember when I was little, she and I went to the zoo wearing the same clothes, our hair up the same way. Passerby stopped, stared, and whispered, saying 'They're twins! Identical twins!' My mother would politely reply, 'No, they're not. They're only 18 months apart'.   It is true- my sister is younger than I, born on a cold February night in 2001. Her name would be Zola Mae, Zoe for short. She was named after my mother's aunt and father's mother. Forever she would be a child of the snow, preferring the winter season of all others. However, her being a child of snow nev... Sword LessonThe visiting sifu drew his blade and steadied it in front of him, his chest perpendicular to the class line."Perhaps one of the most important things to know about studying the blade in ninjutsu is that you are not here to look good. The blade is not a showy weapon, it has one purpose only and that is to kill. Ninjutsu is only about taking as many strikes as are neessary to kill, and kill swiftly. When you practice with the blade, you must be prepared to accept that truth."The class, full of beginners like myself, was silent. Up until this workshop, we had been practicing an American mixed martial art. It was what this sifu would call show...

The Space Between Your ArmsI want to become lost within that space between your arms, where your heart sings me a song in the language of the stars, and the warmth of you circles around me, seeping down into my very bones.I can close my eyes, just breathe in the scent of you and know that caught between the asurety of your embrace, solidness of your body I can let go of everything.You become my shield from the world, this will be my paradise, my here and forever, I would just sink down farther into you.    Do A Grouch A favor Day!I'm going to my grandfather's house; now I'm on my way. I'm going to my granfather's house because it's Do A Grouch A Favor Day! I travel over hills and around bends, all because I have a favor to spend. I arrive to my grandfather's house and what do I see? I see him with his bare feet up saying "Come and rub these bunyuns for me!" LoversA casual glance was all it took, Her heart beat raced as if she ran A thousand miles upon the land Her palm – it quivered, trembled, shook! His lazy gaze had pierced her soul And wrenched and burrowed, taking hold A single gasp escaped her lips He is the one, her life’s eclipse, Forever twined in waters cold.

*side note: If you like this section, you might enjoy following 's Ladies of Lit series or even getting involved as a contributor. It's easier than it sounds:

Ladies of Photography



Ladies of Traditional Art


Ladies of Digital Art



Ladies of Cosplay


Ladies of Emoticons



Ladies of Stock Resources





Ladies of Artisan Crafts

Happy International Women's Day

Coding by SimplySilent