In order to make my Lord of the Rings obsession a little more productive, I've vowed to draw an illustration every time I pick it up again.
Here's one from Chapter IV, 'Treebeard':
And from the end of Chapter V, 'The White Rider':
Tolkein always gives amazing descriptions of landscapes using unfathomable words like, 'sedge', 'swath' and 'meads'. This drawing is from a particularly poetic description:
'Slowly the sun fell from the sky down into the west. Looking out over the great plain, far away, the riders saw it for a moment like a red fire sinking into the grass. Low upon the edge of sight shoulders of the mountains glinted red upon either side. A smoke seemed to rise up and darken the sun's disc to a hue of blood as if it had kindled the grass as it passed down under the rim of the earth.
"I see a great smoke", said Legolas. "What may that be?"
"Battle and war", said Gandalf. "Ride on!"
Doesn't it make you want to draw something?
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