Sunday, April 29, 2007
Friday, April 27, 2007
I'll post this pic and have done. It's Hurin and it breaks my heart. Excuse the smudges.
"There he was bound by the power of Morgoth; and Morgoth standing beside him cursed him again and set his power upon him, so that he could not move from that place, nor die, until Morgoth should release him."
For years. Years. Through the murder and betrayal and strife and that pesky moustache hair.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Monday, April 23, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
Tried compiling a list of excuses intended to leave me blameless for the objectionable anemia of ^this^ piece. Far-fetched ones involving eyesight and invisible cloaks. Reasonable ones dealing with desert venues and the effects of sunbleaching. In the end, I was left only with the weighty evidence of Artistic Deficiency.
That being said, there are a few lessons to be learned. One being: "Pick up the Magenta every once in a while"--will do you good. Another: "Five more minutes spent on bricks is always well advised". And a third: "Never, ever spurn the services of a roadside crone." They may smell like last week's golumpki, but those witches routinely roll the supersecretdownfalls of all royalty into every dirty shirtsleeve, every crusty sock.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
Of The Fifth Battle
Conveniently timed to divert tormented souls from the temptations of Shadows of Angmar--which I dare not even link to.