“Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach. ” Continue reading →
Do the work. Do a lot of work. Every day. Continue reading →
But no living man am I! You look upon a woman. Éowyn I am, Éomund’s daughter. You stand between me and my lord and kin. Begone, if you be not deathless! For living or dark undead, I will smite you, if you touch him. Continue reading →
I love to study the many things that grow below the corn stalks and bring them back to the studio to study the color. If one could only catch that true color of naturethe very thought of it drives me mad.
