I had a dream last night where I was a perfect mixture of myself and Luna Lovegood. In looks and character. I had just gotten back from a trip to Germany and I took all my illustrations I did for Lord of the Rings (books) to a small Irish shop/gallery. The room was dark, with beams running across the ceiling. There were plants and vines hanging with wooden shelves lined with glass viles and other things you could buy. The place was owned and run by an Irish woman and her husband with four little black haired kids trailing behind them. The gallery and shop was nothing short of a disaster and they needed direction. I went up to the counter and this magic Irish accent came dancing out of my mouth. they asked me a few questions wanting me to do a couple more illustrations for them to sell including the flight of the eagles.They walked away and I started labeling and organizing a corner of their shop. When they came back they gave me the job.













