#tuor

[nimphelos]

yay happy 48th birthday to the silmarillion

[asinoeiv]

The lords of Gonfdolin.

Look at me trying to make as many variations of black hair and grey eyes as possible. Gonfdolin would be one of the places where I would consistently give most characters some kind of makeup. I just feel like they were all fairly vain and had enough security to start expressing themselves through makeup/fashion and jewelry more like their kin in Hithlum and Himring for example.

[yashmel]

Collaborational artwork

Original script(in russian) written by Maria Li

Art and translation by Fearath (me)

[sesamenom]

ulmo appears to tuor

fascinating how the silm implies ulmo's gender is Ocean

(p. 32 Silm) - fanar are formed in accordance to "temper" (gender expression)

(p. 37 Silm) - Ulmo's preferred form is the ocean/a giant wave

And the wave came towards him, and upon it lay a mist of shadow. Then suddenly as it drew near it curled, and broke, and rushed forward in long arms of foam; but where it had broken there stood dark against the rising storm a living shape of great height and majesty. Then Tuor bowed in reverence, for it seemed to him that he beheld a mighty king. A tall crown he wore like silver, from which his long hair fell down as foam glimmering in the dusk; and as he cast back the grey mantle that hung about him like a mist, behold! he was clad in a gleaming coat, close-fitted as the mail of a mighty fish, and in a kirtle of deep green that flashed and flickered with sea-fire as he strode slowly towards the land.

(p. 164 TFoG) - description of Ulmo's elusive humanoid fana, as well as his approaching wave form

[ulmondil]

Tuor & Eärendil

[yesthe-artblog]

Tuor the elf-rizzler vs Turin the elf-fumbler. Choose your fighter

[fistfuloflightning]

Sun and Moon

[tatyafinwe]

My original oil painting, Tuor Before the Great Sea

20” x 16” (unframed) | 27” x 23” (framed)

Inspired by Friedrich’s Wanderer above the Sea of Fog, I wanted to capture Tuor at the edge of the world—before the vast Great Sea, harp upon his back, as seven swans rise into the sky to guide him toward his destiny.