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I am a Graphic Designer
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Last Visit: 26 weeks ago
Gerardo Alemán
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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.
Some widgets have options that are only available when you get a premium membership.
We've split the page into zones!
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!
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WYLIMAN.COM --> [link] "Talent is like the shooter that hits a target the others can't reach; genius is like the shooter that hits a target the others can't see." -- Schopenhauer
Just stumbled into your gallery...
You have some really beautiful work!
It's refreshing...
-Laura
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Music, once admitted to the soul
becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies;
it wanders perturbedly through the halls
and galleries of the memory,
and is often heard again,
distinct and living as when
it first displaced the wavelets
of the air.
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"The best thing about being an artist is that you don't have to grow up to be one."
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Want to do great things with your art? Check it out : [link]
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WYLIMAN.COM --> [link]
"Talent is like the shooter that hits a target the others can't reach; genius is like the shooter that hits a target the others can't see." -- Schopenhauer
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You have some really beautiful work!
It's refreshing...
-Laura
--
Music, once admitted to the soul
becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies;
it wanders perturbedly through the halls
and galleries of the memory,
and is often heard again,
distinct and living as when
it first displaced the wavelets
of the air.
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