Feanor

Feanor is both the greatest of the noldor and the cause of their fall from grace, with the kinslaying at Alqualonde essentially functioning as middle-earth's version of Cain and Abel, resulting in the expulsion of the noldor from paradise, and shortly after to bear it's first fruit with the betrayal at Losgar. I wanted to depict both moments in the same image, with Feanor lit all about as if with the fire of his own burning, all-consuming anger and thirst for vengeance, painted with the blood of the Teleri, hard set on the road to his doom.

I consider this piece as existing between and sort of functioning as the hub between this picture where we see the noldor before the kinslaying, in the strength of youth; full of pride, thirst for adventure, and a certain ferocity and untested eagerness for violence which erupts into bloodshed at Alqualonde, and this one, where we see the regret and the long, sorrowful road to atonement that stretches out before them in their exile. Whether you love him or hate him, it must be admitted, Feanor changed things.

This one's actually still a work in progress - keeping the eyes and that jeweled brooch burning bright while giving them some color is going to require a little more watercolor skill than I currently possess, and I think the whole thing could use a lot more blood splatter - but it's been a while since I've posted anything, and I've had this one sitting around since Christmas (this is how I look at the long end of the damage all that holiday shopping does to my wallet) It's also one of the few pieces I've had to pose for, two years without a haircut has certainly come in handy for reference material