I just ran across a particularly saddening deviantART page (which is almost definitely one in a hoard of millions) made by a 16 year old girl in the U.S. The gallery consisted of absolutely nothing but photos of that kid who played the werewolf on the damn Twilight series. And she seemed to take the "artwork" in her gallery very seriously, stating that, because she has a pretty good amount of favorites on each image, it indicates that she's a good artist.

..actually, her wording was more along the lines of "obviously im not artless of i wouldnt be gettingall these favs!"

How precious.


Now I'm not the sort to go around spamming on people's pages, no matter how dreadfully offensive their idea of "art" is, but in this instance I feel the strong urge to send the child a message expressing exactly how depressed for the state of humanity her page makes me feel.

Rabid Twi-fans are bad enough in general, but when they start trying to pass off their dribbling fandom as coherent thought or, God forbid, "art," someone seriously needs to be smacked; as hard as is humanly possible without causing the receiver to fall into a coma.



Shame on me for expecting fellow teenagers to possess an in-depth thought process. I suck.