Maedhros, captured by Morgoth, wondering what further fate awaits him. Or possibly beyond caring at this point.
From J. R. R. Tolkien's Silmarillion.
Dr. Ph. Martin's liquid watercolours on Canson paper. Painted in a sort of delirium. I sat down at half past seven and when I got myself a new bottle of coke around midnight, this was lying on my desk. I seriously have no clear recollection of what happened in between.
Some early stages and thoughts on my blog: Sketch [link]
Please, check my blog for any questions you may have on technique and such! Thank you! [link]
And, for the love of Pete...
Requests for inclusion into groups featuring hawtness,
sexiness, abs, or chromosomes will be denied.