This one really was long overdue. I like the raw, painful sketchiness of it – makes it look as if it was a quick one, even though I spent the entire day erasing and redrawing.
Fingon taking Maedhros back to Mithrim after his rescue (Thorondor’s right wing can be seen in the background).
Most depictions of this scene show Maedhros more exhausted than in pain (some of my own included). But imagine hanging from your right wrist for more than fifty years – and then having your hand cut off in exactly the same place. It must have been agony.
My heart regularly breaks for Maedhros in that one short half-sentence.
(You know that artists always assume the expressions they’re drawing? I drew this one in the library today. It was only afterwards that I found myself wondering what on earth my students were thinking of me if they looked…)