Goodbye, deviantART!

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A few years ago, when I was 26, I had a job doing .NET work for the State of South Carolina. I worked as a private contractor with others, in a stuffy, old office space. The people I worked with were older and I constantly butted heads with them because they were set in their ways and I was not. I was brimming with ideas, all the time. But whenever I suggested them, they were shot down, in typical government bureaucratic fashion. I hated getting up at the crack of dawn to drive to work, only to drive home after the sun had set, raging at the thought of all the minutes of my life wasted doing things I felt had no impact and, in turn, made me feel that my life was without meaning. Everything felt bland and uninspired. 

My boyfriend at the time, Eric (mendozaaa), suggested I start job-hunting. I didn't know what I was looking for, but I figured I'd know it when I found it. I interviewed with a few companies, but none of them felt like a good fit for me. When I saw deviantART in a job listing one day, I was a little surprised. I had used this site off and on for a few years. It's how I met my friend Philip (takitus). And as I've told many, the reason I actually joined the site, nearly 10 years ago, was because of a guy I had a crush on in my vector calculus class in my sophomore year of college, forcewurks. But I started posting my art and quickly got drawn in by the photography community here after receiving a lot of good feedback from people like cubemb.

I ended up quickly in an interview with a few of the guys in dt. I believe it was  kouiskasrandomduck, kemayo, and a couple of other people. I was terrified, but in a good way. I was almost positive that, based on his accent, randomduck was actually the voice actor for Zangief from Street Fighter. I got off the call and told Eric, "That went terribly.  They asked me if I had made any contributions to open source projects... and well... I haven't. And maybe I should. Because whatever I'm doing now, it's not working for me. What am I doing with my life?

I couldn't believe it when, that same day, mhalpert, called me to let me know I had made it to the next step. 

And that's eventually how I ended up here. I was apparently the first lady to ever join dt, and continued to be the only lady dev until very recently when yumeruby joined and made me feel a little less lonely :)

My first day at deviantART was terrifying! After fixing one ticket, I came back to my computer from dinner, and I was told I was going to be doing a mini-project. I was thrown into a customer call the next day with pachunka, who I was definitely sure was on cocaine :D after hearing him talk.
"SOYOUREGOINGTOBEDOINGTHISLITTLETASKITSREALLYNOTTHATBADBUTYOULLBEADJUSTINGDIFITOTRIGGERANERRORFORUNLOGGEDINUSERSTODISPLAYAMODALWHICHWILLBECALLEDOVERVMSFROMTHEJOINCONTROLLERANDYADDAYADDASOMETHINGABOUTROLLERSKATESANDUNICORNSPEWPEW" - Real actual quote from Simon Murray (pachunka) on October 19, 2010. 

I also was pretty sure that chris was actually a very intelligent, omnipresent cat based on his avatar. My first week on the job ended with me sitting at my desk in my apartment, head in my hands, thinking, "This is all so crazy, maybe I'm not cut out for this job" and picturing a reality where I ended up groveling back to my old job, pleading to be taken back, back to the simple life.

I didn't know it at the time, but feeling this way was a good thing. It meant I was in the right place with only a million things to learn, surrounded by people who had so much to teach me and so much to share. I think I'm a very intelligent person, but I have never once in my life ever even fancied the idea that I somehow "know it all." Because I don't.

I learned. And I learned a lot. I grew more humble but more confident at the same time. Working for a site as old, big, and popular as deviantART will not just teach you but demand you to be a better developer, to be more resourceful, to be cautious, and to always watch your step. Given the age of dA, amongst other factors, we use a lot of technology that was built in-house and it has an inevitably steep learning curve because there's no way you could be familiar with it walking in, even if you are familiar with the principles driving that technology. Even if you don't agree with how those things are implemented or designed, they demand you to think about the architecture of things you build. And so working at deviantART has been a growing experience, given that. 

I constantly felt a heavy pressure on me to be better. But despite that, I was very happy! Unlike my previous job, deviantART felt like family in some way... some weird family where everyone is constantly talking about Game of Thrones and sharing Rule 34 Pokemon fan art. 

I've had every weird experience someone could have in their employment with deviantART. It's been, to some extent, much more than just a job. 

I've cried at multiple events. Because I'm that girl. Yet no one thought less of me for it. One time at a dt offsite in Marin Headlands, I cried because I was feeling like an outsider. And I was completely shocked when mudimba, DEVlANT, pachunka, and a couple of others made me feel better by telling me their own stories of times when they felt like outsiders, reminding me "We've all been there."

I cried at a holiday party one time and dxd and spyed, who was supposed to be getting food for the entire office, took me to a diner and we just hung out instead and chatted about whatever.

One time, ArtBIT wheeled into a room I was in on a Razor scooter and gave me a very thoughtful lesson on how to deal with the haters, telling me to just give them two middle fingers. I don't think he knew just how to heart I'd take the advice. 

If not for deviantART, I would never had met jekor, who I loved and dated for quite a long time, which made me grow in a different way I never thought I would. 

If not for deviantART, I would have never met my good friend allixsenos, who, along with helloandre fed me crackers while I barfed one time in my apartment bathroom. I've since decided that the metric for someone being a good friend is whether they'll cover every square inch of your bathroom in cracker crumbs while you're drunk.

Theaxe by fartprincessTheduck by fartprincess

If not for deviantART, I'd never have seen that video on YouTube of a duck experiencing explosive eversion, thanks to kemayo (that might be for the best, though). 

If not for deviantART, I'd never have gotten to know or met some of the people I work with who inspire me just by being the good, strong, awesome people they are: moonbeam13 (aka Wonder Woman), TheLaurenVerse who one time entertained a bunch of us on a bus by doing stand-up comedy about semen, zilla774 who is an amazing UI designer and has always impressed me with his work, kozispoon who I actually hate (but not really, at all, in any way) because I'm so jealous of her drawing skills, makepictures who always has the best stories to tell and I hope one day I'll have a story for every situation, and too many other people to list off, I suppose, but I easily could.


(I mean seriously, where the fuck else am I going to get to do toilet paper rain dances with other people just as crazy as me? Where the fuck else am I going to get to use profanity this much and just have it be like a totally acceptable thing?)

And of course, if not for deviantART, I'd never have gotten to know some of the deviants I have or seen some of the great art you've made.

I've broken the site a couple of times. Not catastrophically, but enough to humble me and make me always have one eye looking back over my shoulder.

Beachfromhell by fartprincess

I had the honor of leading development of DreamUp.com, working alongside micahgoulart and ArtBIT, who were hands down my favorite people to work with, given their unrelenting enthusiasm and fantastic innovation. 

Dreamup by fartprincess

But, as you might guess from the title of this, I'm not writing this without reason. I'm leaving deviantART, at least as a developer. It was not an easy decision to make, for all the reasons stated above and more. I'm on to new challenges and taking the things I learned here and making great things with that knowledge. Given who I am and what people have come to expect from me around here when it comes to writing, I figured it was only appropriate to say my goodbyes in the form of a journal/blog.

I'm going to miss it dearly. I will miss the gut-sinking feeling I had the day I had to sync the 285-file changeset that brought you all the new fancy user symbols last year. And I will miss hearing mccann explain what kind of people have passwords like "69Camaro." I'll miss waking up on Tuesday morning to play Gesaffelstein on Mumble just so that everyone in dt will inherently know that their headphones are working. I'll miss the way people send nice notes thanking me when they see I've fixed something in the weekly Site Update. I'll miss playing the MIDI version of Venga Boys' "We Like to Party" at dt offsites, only to hear 9 different people humming it still half an hour later.

I'll be around for just a little bit longer. I'm not leaving today or anything, but I wanted to share that...


I'll miss you all. I've never felt as welcome and accepted (in every respect) as I have here.


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phoenixleo's avatar
That's one belated lump in the throat journal.
Thanks for the things you did, specially for DreamUp and for the journals that are always interesting to read. :iconballoonplz:
All the best to you in your future endeavors! :salute: :#1: