#earendil

[mahtaniel]

The Silmarils, gouache on bristol paper, 42 inches (3.5 feet) in diameter

I made a thing! Illustrations about the story of the silmarils in red-figure pottery style. It was fun to work on such a large scale.

You can see all the individual scenes and my references here. I'll also be posting them a few at a time!

[swellbythewind]

‘My wife is like a bird that dwells in air.’

My favorite section in the book.not my art but my commission.

Artist：我死了你们就满意了

[literallyelrond]

I was just rewatching lotr and while it’s an emotional moment and significant narratively it’s so fucking funny that Galadriel gives everyone their super awesome elven gifts and then gets to Frodo and is like “and for you ring bearer, elrond’s dad in a bottle”

[fickleartdump]

children of the land and sea and sky

[chechula]

I visited the tiny, lovely Prague Tolkien con, and I was so inspired by the people there that....I started sketching Silmarillion scenes once again. So here goes Ancalagon the Black ♥

[balrogballs]

Eärendil the Mariner

Eärendil discovers, across even more years of orbiting his son, that parental intimacy has a half-life. In the early years, the child and the parent are truly adjacent if not outright conjoined: your daily rhythms intersect, your concerns overlap enough that a teat to the mouth requires no preamble. But children grow so fast. They move at a pace that creates distance even without separation. Elrond at two had been the back of his hand. Elrond at twenty five might be somewhat comprehensible. Elrond at five thousand will be utterly disorienting.

Like trying to know a city through its maps. The maps are accurate, often exhaustively so, but walking the streets reveals they had never contained what truly mattered about the place.

technically this bit of art was meant to accompany my necklace of albatrosses, the above quoted fic about Eärendil sitting on Vingilot watching his sons grow up that I posted yesterday, but sadly it fought me for a very long time. i was trying to mess around with thinner linework and complex costuming in my illustration style, but it was truly a battle.

[mattefun]

Star of Hope

[seaemberthesecond]

If I was Elrond and the Valar let Glorfindel tra la lally return from the dead meanwhile my parents are forbidden from ever stepping foot on middle earth, and all for the crime of being half-elves who dared come to Valinor? well. I would've been so fucking mad.