July-August 2007, coloured pencils.
At the end of the second week in September a cart came in through Bywater from the direction of Brandywine Bridge in broad daylight. An old man was driving it all alone. He wore a tall pointed blue hat, a long grey cloak and a silver scarf. He had a long white beard a bushy eyebrows that stuck out beyond the brim of his hat. small hobbit-children ran after the cart all through Hobbiton and right up the hill. It had a cargo of Fireworks, as they had rightly guessed. At Bilbo's front door the old man began to unload ...
The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R.Tolkien
The Fellowship of the Ring; chapter 1: A Long-expected Party. Pages 24-25, HC 50th anniversary edition paperback.
The first of maybe several Lord of the Rings illustrations I'm planning to draw. I think I'll try to stay in chronological order, but I doubt I'll manage. For now, here's my first attempts at Hobbits.
I honestly wanted to try a less bright and colourful scene, but somehow, the idea of the Shire in glowing greens and bright colours has been so firmly established in my mind after watching FotR for a dozen times, I couldn't get rid of it. I blame Peter Jackson for the result.