Another burning Feanor sketch, but with gouache :v

Celegorm and Curufin were just testing the new gear!

Caranthir: Atto, Tyelkormo and Curufinwe are shooting each other with crossbows while wearing the breastplates of the new armor you made!

Feanaro:...

Celegorm: Aule forbid ellons have fun!

he says he has no freckles!!!

Fell and fey are you become

Feanor

I need a Silmarillion adaptation that really pushes for Feanor to be the protagonist so that when he abruptly dies five scenes in the people who didn't know will get blindsided.

So most people know feanor by the sindarin version of his name but did Feanaro die before he became known as Feanor? I can picture a reembodied Feanaro getting annoyed at what he probably thinks is everyone mispronouncing his name.

“Companions”

To love and be loved

Fëanáro; King of the Noldor and Lord of the Lights

‘Why, O my people, why should we longer serve these jealous gods, who cannot keep us, nor their own realm even, secure from their Enemy? And though he be now their foe, are not they and he of one kin? Vengeance calls me hence, but even were it otherwise, I would not dwell longer in the same land with the kin of my father’s slayer and the thief of my treasure. Yet I am not the only valiant in this valiant people. And have ye not all lost your king? And what else have ye not lost, cooped here in a narrow land between the jealous mountains and the harvestless Sea? Here once was light, that the Valar begrudged to Middle-earth, but now dark levels all. Shall we mourn here deedless for ever, a shadow-folk, mist-haunting, dropping vain tears in the salt thankless Sea? Or shall we go home? In Cuiviénen sweet ran the waters under unclouded stars, and wide lands lay about where a free folk might walk. There they lie still and await us who in our folly forsook them. Come away! Let the cowards keep this city. But by the blood of Finwë! unless I dote, if the cowards only remain, then grass will grow in the streets. Nay, rot, mildew, and toadstool.’

Morgoth´s Ring by J.R.R Tolkien - Of the Speech of Fëanor upon Túna

This took way too long - want a burning version too? or the end of his speech??↓

‘Fair shall the end be, though long and hard shall be the road! Say farewell to bondage! But say farewell also to ease! Say farewell to the weak! Say farewell to your treasures — more still shall we make! Journey light. But bring with you your swords! For we will go further than Tauros, endure longer than Tulkas: we will never turn back from pursuit. After Morgoth to the ends of the Earth! War shall he have and hatred undying. But when we have conquered and have regained the Silmarils that he stole, then behold! We, we alone, shall be the lords of the unsullied Light, and masters of the bliss and the beauty of Arda! No other race shall oust us!’

Today's speed paint is a frankly indecent Feanor: no jewels, no braids, just flowy hair in the wind… I'm almost ashamed of myself! Maybe I should tag it NSFW? XD

I hope you don't mind too much <;

Prints and other stuff on my RedBubble and Threadless

Feanor, greatest of the Eldar

Doodle Feanor

(my ipad is dead :(( )

Feanaro practices his speech

Nerdanel: Why are you talking so fast?

Feanaro: Father says I have to finish my speech in 90 minutes.

Nerdanel: But nobody is going to be able to understand a word you are saying!

Feanaro: Welcome to my life.

Fëanor stained glass for a challenge thing :) i couldn’t decide if the unshaded or shaded version looks better so… here’s both of them

Finwe and little Finwion

"All his love he gave now to his son; for Feanor in childhood was like his mother in voice and countenance, and Finwe was to him both father and mother and there was a double bond of love upon them"

Upon the confines of Dor Daedeloth, the land of Morgoth, Fëanor was surrounded by Balrogs. Long he fought on, and undismayed, though he was wrapped in fire and wounded with many wounds; but at the last he was smitten to the ground by Gothmog, Lord of Balrogs.