The Last Alliance

Gil-galad was an Elven-king.
Of him the harpers sadly sing;
the last whose realm was fair and free
between the Mountains and the Sea.

His sword was long, his lance was keen.
His shining helm afar was seen;
the countless stars of heaven’s field
were mirrored in his silver shield.

But long ago he rode away,
and where he dwelleth none can say;
for into darkness fell his star
in Mordor where the shadows are.

The Last Alliance. Watercolour on Clairefontaine Etival cold-pressed paper, just under A3 size.

Ever since painting my last “Gil-galad”, I felt I’d given him short shrift. standing there all alone in a blue field and not doing anything but looking mournful. I’ve been wanting to do exactly this piece for two years, with the low angle looking up, but I was afraid to tackle it. I’m so glad I finally had the nerve!

Prints available! Original for sale – contact me if you’re interested!

If you’re puzzled, or sad, or furious about his hair colour, please read this. http://tolkiengateway.net/wiki/Gil-galad

I’m a little tired of hair colour debates.

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A Light in Dark Places (and good riddance to 2018)

“May it be a light to you in dark places, when all other lights go out.”
Watercolour on Stonehenge Legion cold-pressed paper, 22×43 cm.

Prints available on Etsy!

Walkthrough with a lot of art tips on Patreon.

It has taken me a while, but I finally begin to feel that I’ve got the ground back under my feet. Just knowing that, in another day or so, this year will be over is surprisingly liberating. There is a lot that 2018 left me and that I will continue to deal with, but it feels immensely gratifying to say, sod off, 2018, you’re history. I’ll deal with stuff, but those horrible months are never, ever coming back.

I finally feel up to saying how grateful I am for my friends, online and offline, who have helped me through these dark months, and whose faith in me has wavered far, far less than my own. I finally feel that maybe it may have been appropriate. All of you who have continued to support me in 2018, in word and deed, THANK YOU! Have a wonderful 2019. We’ve all earned it.

“Catch me if you can!”

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Éowyn and Faramir. Watercolour on Legion Stonehenge cold pressed paper, 21×31 cm.

By coincidence, I found that I owned an American cent, and realised that it was way larger than the Euro cents I’m used to – here they are side by side.

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Doing any sort of small detail is still incredibly hard for me, and I pay for it with headaches and having to paint in little half-hour instalments over several days and weeks.

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Prints available! 

Now that my art time has become even more limited than before, I’m doubly (and triply) grateful for the support of my wonderful patrons! If you’ve been thinking about supporting me, glean first glimpses at new art and take part in giveaways, now’s a great time!

https://www.patreon.com/jennydolfen

Dontgiveuptober 2018

So, I have discovered what this is. It’s me proving to myself that after all the crap this year has throw my way, most of which will heal but never truly mend, I can still be myself. It’s not about any technique, or theme, or even about doing this every day. It’s about doing it at all.

It’s Dontgiveuptober.

 

Where do Unicorns go?

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In the sea the fish have learnt to fly
on a moonlit night
on wings of silver
as the enchanted stars sail serenely by
Do they know
Where do unicorns go
Where winged horses fly
narwhals lost at sea
and never seen again
Go, go and ask the magpie
where do unicorns go

Watercolour and white gouache on Canson Aquarelle cold-pressed paper, 20×20 cm

Original sold!
Prints are available in my Etsy shop.

This Hither Shore

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All things pass. Summer must end, and the swallows will leave this hither shore…
Celebrían of Rivendell.

Watercolour and white gouache on Canson Héritage cold-pressed paper, 30×23 cm
Paints used:
Naples Yellow, Raw Umber, Lavender (Mijello)
Ultramarine Blue (Sennelier)
Dragon’s Blood (Maimeri)

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Signed prints

Original painting

One of the more personal pieces I’ve done in my life, with a thin coating of Tolkien. It’s been the most uprooting year of my life, with the death of my brother, an eye condition that will probably forever leave me unable to read properly, plus a lot of of other things that, on their own, would have been enough to make me say they were bad, but in the end, only added to a heap of hardships and downright misery since spring.

In February, I was diagnosed with AMNR (acute macular neuroretinopathy), a non-progressive eye condition that results in a blind little spot on the retina. Only 100+ cases are documented, so there is no treatment, cure, therapy, or research. It means that letters are missing from everything I’m trying to read, and I can no longer focus on tiny details, even with a x3 magnifying glass, because they just swim out of focus or are hidden by the blind spot. My left eye can’t compensate, because of another eye condition I’ve had since childhood which never bothered me until now.

(On this note, while I appreciate people’s eagerness to help, please do not give me tips, unless you know someone with *very central* AMNR who has found something that helped them. I’m seeing an excellent doctor who has people coming to him from all over Europe and Asia, so I’m in good hands. And tips born of unqualified knowledge, which, of necessity, is all that anyone could have, just hurt. A lot.)

Last autumn, I felt that I had reached the place where I wanted to be in my life; now life is telling me that I have to fight to keep it. Thanks a lot for not letting me become complacent, life.