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"Then Fëanor swore a terrible oath. His seven sons leapt straightway to his side and took the selfsame vow together, and red as blood shone their drawn swords in the glare of the torches. They swore an oath which none shall break, and none should take, by the name even of Ilúvatar, calling the Everlasting Dark upon them if they kept it not; and Manwë they named in witness, and Varda, and the hallowed mountain of Taniquetil, vowing to pursue with vengeance and hatred to the ends of the World Vala, Demon, Elf or Man as yet unborn, or any creature, great or small, good or evil, that time should bring forth unto the end of days, whoso should hold or take or keep a Silmaril from their possession.

Thus spoke Maedhros and Maglor and Celegorm, Curufin and Caranthir, Amrod and Amras, princes of the Noldor; and many quailed to hear the dread words. For so sworn, good or evil, an oath may not be broken, and it shall pursue oathkeeper and oathbreaker to the world's end."

J. R. R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion, Ch. 9: Of the Flight of the Noldor


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left to right: Amrod and Amras (they're hard to tell apart in this light), Fëanor, Curufin (always the first to obey his father), Maglor (not really conviced but caught up in the moment), Maedhros (taking charge of keeping his brothers in line while Atar is busy), Caranthir, Celegorm.


Watercolour and gouache.

Blog entries:
early stages [link] (Including a 1995 version of this... with Maedhros in mint-green tights)
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This one was painted back in October, as a commission for a Christmas present for the client's brother - so I can only share it now :) 

Painted with Schmincke and Daniel Smith watercolours on Canson Montval paper, A3 size. 

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The commissioner gave me one of the most awesome surprises when he filmed his brother's reaction upon unwrapping this one. www.youtube.com/watch?v=ksbgud… His account can be found on dA: *The-Wizard-of-Art


 Thorin Oakenshield by Gold-Seven The Elvenking by Gold-Seven There and back again... by Gold-Seven 
Lastly, thank you for not discussing the "Hobbit" movie(s)! :3


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A quick sketch I did in January, when I re-read The Two Towers.

Pencil on pastel paper, with white gel pen.

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''Aulë fashioned the substances of which Arda was composed and is the master of crafts and of the knowledge of substances. He delights in the nature of substances and in works of skill, but he is not concerned with possession or mastery. ''
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''...There is malice in this sword. The dark heart of the smith still dwells in it. It will not love the hand it serves, neither will it abide with you long...''


Illustration for the Children of Hurin by Tolkien
gouashe, watercolour and colored pensils on paper, 33x35cm

fragment- [link]
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Pencil drawing.
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Thorin Oakenshield, son of Thrain, son of Thrór, King under the Mountain.

Seventy-five years ago yesterday, The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien was first published.

September 22nd is the birthday of Frodo and Bilbo Baggins.

Happy Hobbit Day everyone!


Pencil and white pastel on pastel paper.

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''Melkor was in his origins the mightiest of all the Ainur and the greatest in knowledge. During the Song of Creation his strange thoughts produced Discord, marring the fabric of reality even before its creation. Through pride, malice and a desire to dominate the wills of others he fell into darkness. He became the first Dark Lord...''

This illustration shows us Melkor's first shape. I will illustrate Morgoth soon.
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Smaug.
Dragon from J.R.R. Tolkien`s The Hobbit . :)
inspired by description in the book.

watercolors + ink
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"They rose and looked about them. Northward the dale ran up into a glen of shadows between two great arms of the mountains, above which three white peaks were shining: Celebdil, Fanuidhol, Caradhras. the Mountains of Moria. At the head of the glen a torrent flowed like a white lace over an endless ladder of short falls, and a mist of foam hung in the air about the mountains' feet.
`Yonder is the Dimrill Stair,' said Aragorn, pointing to the falls. 'Down the deep-cloven way that climbs beside the torrent we should have come, if fortune had been kinder.'
`Or Caradhras less cruel,' said Gimli. `There he stands smiling in the sun! ' He shook his fist at the furthest of the snow-capped peaks and turned away.
To the east the outflung arm of the mountains marched to a sudden end, and far lands could be descried beyond them, wide and vague. To the south the Misty Mountains receded endlessly as far as sight could reach. Less than a mile away, and a little below them, for they still stood high up on the west side of the dale, there lay a mere. It was long and oval, shaped like a great spear-head thrust deep into the northern glen; but its southern end was beyond the shadows under the sunlit sky. Yet its waters were dark: a deep blue like clear evening sky seen from a lamp-lit room. Its face was still and unruffled. About it lay a smooth sward, shelving down on all sides to its bare unbroken rim.
`There lies the Mirrormere, deep Kheled-zâram! ' said Gimli sadly. `I remember that he said:
"May you have joy of the sight! But we cannot linger there." Now long shall I journey ere I have joy again. It is I that must hasten away, and he that must remain.'
The Company now went down the road from the Gates. It was rough and broken, fading to a winding track between heather and whin that thrust amid the cracking stones. But still it could be seen that once long ago a great paved way had wound upwards from the lowlands of the Dwarf-kingdom.
In places there were ruined works of stone beside the path, and mounds of green topped with slender birches, or fir-trees sighing in the wind. An eastward bend led them hard by the sward of Mirrormere, and there not far from the roadside stood a single column broken at the top.
'That is Durin's Stone! ' cried Gimli. `I cannot pass without turning aside for a moment to look at the wonder of the dale! '
`Be swift then! ' said Aragorn, looking back towards the Gates. `The Sun sinks early. The Orcs will not, maybe, come out till after dusk, but we must be far away before nightfall. The Moon is almost spent, and it will be dark tonight.'
'Come with me, Frodo! ' cried the dwarf, springing from the road. `I would not have you go without seeing Kheled-zâram.' He ran down the long green slope. Frodo followed slowly, drawn by the still blue water in spite of hurt and weariness; Sam came up behind.
Beside the standing stone Gimli halted and looked up. It was cracked and weather-worn, and the faint runes upon its side could not be read. `This pillar marks the spot where Durin first looked in the Mirrormere,' said the dwarf. 'Let us look ourselves once, ere we go!'
They stooped over the dark water. At first they could see nothing. Then slowly they saw the forms of the encircling mountains mirrored in a profound blue, and the peaks were like plumes of white flame above them; beyond there was a space of sky. There like jewels sunk in the deep shone glinting stars, though sunlight was in the sky above. Of their own stooping forms no shadow could be seen.
'O Kheled-zâram fair and wonderful! ' said Gimli. `There lies the Crown of Durin till he wakes. Farewell! ' He bowed, and turned away, and hastened back up the green-sward to the road again."


coloured pencils

Just like my earlier picture Uninvited Guest, I made it for a Czech illustrators' website Projekt ilustrace, for October monthly contest "The Fellowship of the Ring" (the theme was to be any scene from that book, not necessarily the Fellowship itself). As a Tolkien artist I couldn't have missed it. :-)

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If you like my Tolkien-related art, look at my related journal or gallery folder.
But you can find even more of my pictures on my website Angrenost.cz. It's in Czech, but you can still look over the gallery of illustrations. Enjoy! :-)
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