"Ye have spilled the blood of your kindred unrighteously and have stained the land of Aman. For blood ye shall render blood, and beyond Aman ye shall dwell in Death's shadow. For though Eru has appointed to you to die not in Eä, and no sickness may assail you, yet slain ye may be, and slain ye will be: by weapon and by torment and by grief; and your houseless spirits shall come then to Mandos. There long shall ye abide and yearn for your bodies, and find little pity though all whom ye have slain should entreat for you."
The Prophecy of the North
The Silmarillion, Chapter 9: Of the Flight of the Noldor
Painter8/Photoshop - my first ever fully digital pic. No pencils were harmed in the process.
Drawn again for Anna, Spanish Maedhros fan extraordinaire. She has finally convinced me Maedhros should have long hair... at least before his captivity. Not sure yet whether I'll allow him to grow it back after his rescue.
If anyone's interested, some early stages for this pic:
Inital scribbles in a café (yes, Timo was there too). [link]
The resulting digital scribble. [link]
Some work in Painter: [link]
Finished shading (again black and white, I just love that approach). [link]
Colours were added last.
EDIT - Last edit, I swear!
I think I've got my screen settings worked out now.