
lightning rod

Happy Autumn
This painting is for those who preparing for school/uni/college. Is time to go back Kaer Morhen and train a bit 😉

“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light;
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”A little doodle for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer.
This is not a little doodle. This. THIS. This is fucking MAGIC. You have captured pure wonder and whimsy and romance and bliss and that almost melancholy wholeness when you look up at the sky and just feel the smallness of your being and the grandness of the universe. All this captured with a lover’s eye. We cannot see her face but I feel the tender passionate ardour for this petite but mighty creature in the world. While at the same time I feel the bittersweet swoon of wanting to be gazed upon myself with such whole and overwhemling admiration and love. It is goddamn masterful.
I am fucking following your tumblr charliebowater you are amazing.
THAT’S THE NICEST COMMENT I’VE EVER READ.

I need to stop using pink for all my backgrounds…
Avatar: The Last Airbender – Princess Azula

‘Few ever changed his courses by counsel, none by force.’ – Of Fëanor, The Silmarillion.
By vitellan
Finrod crossing the Helcaraxë
Fighting a mild form of art block with something quick and dirty, aka Findarato crossing the ice (He hasn’t got a hat or a hood, I hear you cry. You would be right, please suspend your disbelief for the sake of DRAMA and hair snapping in the wind.
The crossing is a theme that I find deeply interesting, and I hadn’t painted Finrod before, so here we go <:
Hope you like it (: