Date registered: July 2, 2014
Sep 03
Aug 25
“The City of Kings”
Oil on canvas, 13″x21″ wide.
Artist Commentary: Before dawn on Saturday I rode the Pelennor Fields and arrived at the Great Gate guarding the Tower of the Setting Sun. There I passed through the Othram and entered the lowest level of this once great city. Forlorn, she seemed now, and desolate; her people, still proud, were nonetheless few, and they were wary of ill news and of strangers.
I led Brego to the southeastern gate and to the city’s second level. Here the golden light of dawn began to break over the distant peaks of the Ephel Dúath, and as we made our way toward the third level gate, I paused, gave Brego some hay, and set up my easel. The halls and columns of the city bloomed roseate in the new morning light, and they soared above us to impossible heights. The cobbled streets were wet with the morning dew, and glinted in mist-laden air. Despite the evil of these times, I thought, one can still find hope and faith in such beauty.
While I plied my paints, I perceived the sound of hooves upon the cobbles, and soon a great silver stallion appeared. He bore upon his bare back a grey-cloaked figure, who clutched before him what I took to be a curly-headed child. The stallion galloped past us like the wind, and Brego whinnied a greeting. But even as he did so, the horse and riders were gone, flying toward the northeastern gate. I knew not what omen might be borne by these travellers on their mighty steed, but in these days, I feared theirs could not be glad tidings for the brave souls in this City of Kings.
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Aug 25
“Bucklebury”
Oil on canvas, 13″x21″ wide.
Artist Commentary: On Saturday, I hiked the hills of Bucklebury, near Brandy Hall. The midsummer air was clear and cool after the rains, and legions of wildflowers sprang in gilt splendour from the fragrant loam.
Atop a high ridge south of the Hall, I stopped to breathe in perfumed air and to paint. Two hobbit children gathered roses near the front steps of their smial, and in the distance, the meandering Baranduin wandered away toward the south, its confluence with the Withywindle lost in the blue haze of distance, and of time.
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