Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Here I'm playing with a concept I first came upon while reading The Hobbit many years ago. The idea is that Trolls will turn to stone if hit by direct sun light. That's what happened here. This poor fellow has been there for decades and a local maiden has decided to turn his back into her thinking and day dreaming place. He's covered in moss with vines and creepers making their way up his arms and torso - he'll be there forever and one day her daughter will discover this very same place for herself.
I don't get much time these days to do personal work but I did manage this one a couple of weeks ago. It may be a while before I get the chance again despite a ready cache of ideas just waiting to be painted. This one is gouache and watercolour on cold pressed paper.
Seasons Greetings all.