The Last Flight of the War Drakes – Oil on Box Canvas – 10″ x 8″
The Last Flight of the War Drakes – Detail
The Last Flight of the War Drakes Detail 2
The horns of the fell war blew a cry to awake
Through the night and the day, to the fight of an age
Over mountains and pastures the flight of the drakes
To the end of an era, to the light that’ll fade
“To the war! To the war!” cried the chief of the Wyrms
Every winged beast and creature full of evil that lurked
In the world at that time had a reason to purge
The fair people of Earth, and then see that it burned
The last flight of the War Drakes was the one and only time that the great dragons had ever been known to band together as a unitary force; they flew with intense fury and vengeance to the battlefronts of the Fell War leaving a burning trail of destruction and death in their wake.
They flew to their demise and apparent extinction once the Eldar caused the ‘Burning Sky’ ending the fell war and eradicating every evil creature present.
Some of history’s greatest seafarers, an inspiration to all those with an adventurous spirit, or a plundering one for that matter.
I decided to try something new with this small piece; a speed painting.
I really struggle to get a good amount of time in for a half decent painting session, working on one of my more thought out artworks and as a result, most of the time end up not painting at all. With that in mind, I had a couple of hours spare and decided to just go for it and try my hand at a speed painting.
Here we are at the final chapter of the Fellowship of the Ring, Book Two; just over two months since the Fellowship set out from Rivendell on their quest to destroy the ring and things take yet another turn for the worse.
Gandalf fell into the abyss whilst fighting the (wingless) Balrog and has been lost to the depths of Moria, still grieving, the rest of the guys have just had to up and leave the relative safety and comfort of Lothlorien after almost a month of being there.
So at this stage in the story, Frodo has done one of his famous ‘disappearing acts’ in order to give Boromir the slips but in the process given everyone else in the Fellowship a bad case of anxiety as to his whereabouts.
A retreat of Edward III, a muse for John Constable, a local ruin for inspiration…
Hadleigh castle is a place that I absolutely love to visit, it’s a 15 minute drive from home and is situated both strategically and beautifully nestled in the countryside of Essex, overlooking the Thames estuary.
For this post I won’t be going into the details of the castle’s history as this is merely a blog post to show an oil sketch that I have recently created and not a finished painting; that will come in the future.
As the summer draws closer I am making plans to spend a good bit of time around these ruins, sketching on site and hopefully doing a bit of plein air painting, working towards a definitive oil painting showing the ruins and the surrounding landscape in all their glory.
The part of the ruins shown in this sketch however, I intend to incorporate into a fantasy artwork, either as the main focal point, or a background piece depending on where the mood and composition takes me at that stage
The Farewell Speech!
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It was after nightfall when they had entered the Mines. They had been going for several hours with only brief halts, when Gandalf came to his first serious check.
After some time toying with the idea of revisiting the scene of Gandalf in Moria in more detail, I have finally managed to make the journey into the depths of the Mines and throw together a new artwork. It has been both an interesting and perilous journey, one full of inspiration and excitement and fair few lessons learned in the process.
For this illustration, we head to The Lord of the Rings – The Fellowship of the Ring, Book Two, Chapter IV – A Journey In The Dark.