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Spark - final chapterBurden
The lake-shore lay under several inches of snow, the lake frozen and covered with a white blanket. Maedhros sat leaning against the trunk of a leafless willow, whose branches vanished into the ice, hung with glittering icicles like glass beads. The sinking sun threw long-fingered shadows across the icy lake and frozen fields, creeping behind the Mountains of Mithrim in the west, in what felt to Maedhros like a constant reminder that no hope would come from that direction.
He was wrapped in a warm cloak against the cold, his right arm in a sling to prevent him from jolting movements. The stump was still tender to the touch, but he knew that, in time, it would heal completely.
The lake lay to his right, the last rays of sunlight turning it into a glittering spectacle trying to catch his eye, but he was not looking at it. His gaze was to the northeast.
There, across the peaks of Ered Wethrin, lay Angband. The day had been grey and cloudy, so he could barely make out the moun

Spark - chapter 5Strength

"So… Fingon has told you."

"I found out on my own."

"We thought it would be best not to tell you until you… were stronger."

"That would have been quite a feat."

Maglor shot his older brother an almost anxious glance, not asking the next question: So how did you take it?

Maedhros was sitting up in bed again, propped up against pillows, as he had almost all the time since the previous day. His back, shoulder and arm weren't taking it well, but he was determined not to give up any hard-earned ground. Sitting up had meant having his right arm in plain sight for twenty-four hours. He had risen to the challenge, having spen

Spark - chapter 4Maimed

His broken shoulder was finally healing. The healers had expressed their amazement at the fact, but for Maedhros, it didn't bring that much of a change for the better. Progress and healing were still slow. He could turn his head without passing out from dizziness, and he found he could even move his right arm again, but it felt so strange, alien, and raw, that he mostly remained lying the way he was, still enduring them doing almost everything for him. And there was something else, a nagging fear of something unspoken. He had not had a look at his right hand in all this time.

"What aren't you telling me?" he finally found the courage

Spark - chapter 3Guilt

Turgon's voice was cold. It was always cold when Maedhros heard him speak, which was seldom. Fingolfin's and most of the others' were usually rather flat around him, even the healers'.

"His brother is at the gate."

Fingon turned from his chair at Maedhros' bed to look at his brother standing in the door. "Which of them?" he asked in surprise.

Turgon laughed without humour. "Does it matter?"

"It does. Can you imagine Caranthir walking through our camp? There'd be blood."

"It's Maglor. So there probably won't be blood. Not that he'd deserve it any less." Turgon's voice was dark with resentment. "Atar allowed him to pass. Mainly beca

Spark - chapter 2Words

Words and music. Two things that were so far removed that it took Maedhros a while to even realize they were there. His mind still did not understand them, but his heart did, at least in part. It recognized them as something to break through the endless cycle of painful heartbeats, and left him no say in the matter. He suddenly found that it had the music, and the words, as if it remembered them from a time long ago, though that seemed impossible. They came automatically, forcing themselves out of him with such strength that he couldn't hold them back. He sang the words, sang the music, without having any recollection of how to sing, o

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Digital Colouring Tutorialby =Gold-Seven

Resources & Stock Images / Tutorials / Digital Art / Drawing & Painting / Photoshop

It was high time for a new tutorial - so here it is!

Technique: Digital colouring and painting
Programme: Photoshop 6 (graphics tablet recommended)
Techniques: Shading, lighting, creating custom brushes
Experience with digital media: Intermediate recommended. I don't explain the most basic of the basics in this one.

Please note: I still paint in Photoshop 6; a lot of things are probably different in newer versions, but most of what I explain here will (hopefully) go for more recent version too.

Disclaimer: This is not the only way to colour, it's probably not even the best way to colour, but it's the way I colour.

Enjoy!

Finished image can be found here: [link]

love 15 15

joy 13 13

wow 8 8

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

~VeTeRiLu Apr 24, 2013

Thanks for sharing!

~moka-te Apr 14, 2013 New member

Thanks for posting this tutorial! I'm new to digital art ('new' as in: 'got my first tablet a week ago' new), and I find your post very educative

~DeybDR Apr 12, 2013 New member Hobbyist Digital Artist

this is the 2nd time I saw a good tut about digital painting and it is really good. Two thumbs up!

~CrushedxIce Mar 31, 2013

I love this, thank you so much! I like the rough look of pencil lineart, too, and I could never figure out a way to keep it and still get some coloring in (my worst fear, lol) without resorting to digital inking first. Can't wait to try out the tips in this tutorial myself, thanks again!