Current Residence: London, UK.
Hi all, and welcome to my predominantly Tolkien-related site. To view my illustrations of Tolkien's saga in chronological order, please visit the following galleries:
The Silmarillion-Unfinished Tales : The Hobbit : The Lord of the Rings
For other galleries and collections, please see the following:
Muddle of March End : No More Heroes Collection : The Last Unicorn :
Farseer Trilogy : Miscellaneous : Commissions
I welcome commissions of all types (Tolkien-related; RPG games; characters/scenes from private creations; human and animal portraits, landscapes, etc.). Please send me a private message, or email me, for more details.
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The Three Price Siblings
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'But he found now that his knees quaked, and he did not dare to go near enough to the wizard to reach the bundle. 'I'll never get it back now without waking him,' he thought, 'not till I'm a bit calmer. So I may as well have a look first. Not just here though!' He stole away, and sat down on a green hillock not far from his bed. The moon looked in over the edge of the dell.
Pippin sat with his knees drawn up and the ball between them. He bent low over it, looking like a greedy child stooping over a bowl of food, in a corner away from others. He drew his cloak aside and gazed at it. The air seemed still and tense about him. At first the globe was dark, black as jet, with the moonlight gleaming on its surface.'
'And when again thirty years had passed, Turgon son of Fingolfin left Nevrast where he dwelt and sought out Finrod his friend upon the island of Tol Sirion, and they journeyed southward along the river, being weary for a while of the northern mountains; and as they journeyed night came upon them beyond the Meres of Twilight beside the waters of Sirion, and they slept upon his banks beneath the summer stars. But Ulmo coming up the river laid a deep sleep upon them and heavy dreams; and the trouble of the dreams remained after they awoke, but neither said aught to the other, for their memory was not clear, and each believed that Ulmo had sent a message to him alone.'
Painted in watercolour.
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