One of the most important aspects of being an artist is being able to listen to criticism; especially if it’s negative. An artist should be mature enough to respect his critics and to use their complaints to grow as an artist. Tartlets, however, are not real artists; they just play them on the internet. That’s why they (As well as their fans who blindly follow them) – instead of acknowledging the flaws pointed out in our articles – react like children throwing tantrums.

It’s amazing how the artists and the artist’s fans think they could stop us from writing by simply insulting us and passing our reviews off as being mere flaming – unaware that their criticisms of our ability to criticize are no better than they claim ours to be!

This is what happens when an artist declares war on the truth.

When I’m feeling down and blue, nothing cheers me up quite like knowing that there are other people out there who are miserable too. Depressing poetry is like God’s way of saying “Everything is going to be okay: You’re not nearly as bad off as this whiny prick.” (If God were to have a sense of humor or even exist in the first place, that is.)

Perhaps the best part of depressing poetry is that the author usually intends to use his work as a means of spreading his misery, and making his readers feel as terrible as he does. Of course, when they realize that their odes to slitting are in fact found to be entertaining, it only serves to make them more miserable, which in turn inspires more fucking poetry. We humans are an amusing breed indeed.

But enough of me explaining why depressing poetry is amusing: Why don’t we read an actual piece of it together?

Furries come in different degrees of crazy. While the majority are only sexually aroused by images of animals, there are some furries out there so deranged as to believe that they actually are animals trapped inside human bodies – such as the subject of today’s article, jmillart.

If you wake up in real life to the sight of a wolf on its hind legs in your mirror, it’s either time to stop working late nights at the zoo or to lay off the fucking drugs. In the case of today’s artist, we can probably rule out the former, seeing as he would doubtless crack under the pressure of a face-to-face interview while applying for a job as a zookeeper, and admit to his potential employer that he wants to have his way with the entire Antarctic Exhibit.

Rest soundly, captive snow wolves: You’re safe for another night.

Today’s article is brought to you by forum poster “Jim81Jim”, and was originally posted in this thread.

Oh deviantART!  You bastion of the incompetent, you safe-haven for the inept.  What absolute wonders your pages hold and what joys there are to be found inside of you.  Why, I can think of no other place online where the arguments of eugenicists are proven right time and time again.  Yes, no other place stands as a better testament to the shining example of the unable being praised for being just that: unable.  Unable to draw, unable to write, unable to dress themselves appropriately for an outing to whatever white trash store is nearby their trailer park.  It seems that no matter where you look on DA you’re bound to run into a person who possess both of the following:

1. A lack of any talent what so ever
2. A massive amount of pageviews

And nowhere is this more evident than on the page of the users “club” We-Love-Sasuke.  With well over 150,000 pageviews it wouldn’t be so far fetched for someone to assume that at least one member of this organization had some sort of talent or an eye for art.  After all what else would explain such a massive audience?  Surely these people must possess some ability at drawing to have earned such recognition.  But sadly this isn’t the case because as I’ve said before, DeviantArt =/= ConceptArt.

NOTICE: This article is currently classified as a “Lost Article,” due to the fact that it is missing images vital to the article. The missing images in question were likely lost during the transition from one of our old servers to a new one. Furthermore, the original sources were removed from deviantART; meaning we could not replace the missing images.

On the bright side, this likely means that the original submitter of the images to deviantART was so thoroughly shamed by this article, they felt obligated to delete their work from deviantART. Alternatively,  they may also have been banned from deviantART altogether, which works just as well.

Either way, this article has likely already served it’s purpose, but remains online for archival purposes (Even in it’s incomplete form). We apologize for the inconvenience.