I saw "The hobbit" last week and I absolutely loved it, so I decided to start making some fan art from the lord of the rings. Here one of my favourite moments from " The fellowship of the ring". Galadriel asks Gimli what would want a dwarf from an elf. He shyly answers that he would be honored to have one single hair from her beautiful golden mane. She smiles touched by the kindness of the dwarf and gives him three hairs.
Don't worry! :> If you’ve read the Silmarillion, you'll learn of Fëanor, who asked three for single strand of her Galadriel's hair. The she-elf refused him, for she could see the corruption and greed in Fëanor's heart. The fact that Gimli would ask the same question ages later and be accepted (and given thrice that) shows that his heart is kind; Legolas would know of Fëanor and see the significance of Gimli's statement.
She denied even a single strand of her hair to Feanor. greatest of the Noldorin Elves, but she gave three to a dwarf who humbled himself before her. Proof Galadriel could see into the hearts of Men, Elves, and Dwarves.
Ahh, seems like someone shared it from dA then. I guess it's nice as more people get to see your work, but a bit annoying because you don't know it's there... happened to me before. ... I can't find it just now, but if it comes up on my dashboard again I'll send you a link.
I just saw the post on tumblr, the watermark is there, your signature is there and a link both to this page and to your page, both there. As of now, I don't think there's anything to worry about regarding this image and art stealing - whoever posted it just admired it so much that they wanted others to admire it as well. It's a lovely image, it's one of my favorite parts. [link] This is the link to the person who posted it if you'd like it.
its is this seen that endears Gimli to me the most among the Tolkien characters. You've done a truly amazing job. I want this mounted on my wall with the passage from the book below it. This is the 1st thing I'm trying to figure out how to get a print from Deviantart.
For anyone who has not read the book here's the passage
"'And what gift would a Dwarf ask of the Elves? ' said Galadriel turning to Gimli. `None, Lady,' answered Gimli. `It is enough for me to have seen the Lady of the Galadhrim, and to have heard her gentle words.' `Hear all ye Elves! ' she cried to those about her. `Let none say again that Dwarves are grasping and ungracious! Yet surely, Gimli son of Glóin, you desire something that I could give? Name it, I bid you! You shall not be the only guest without a gift.' `There is nothing, Lady Galadriel,' said Gimli, bowing low and stammering. `Nothing, unless it might be – unless it is permitted to ask, nay, to name a single strand of your hair, which surpasses the gold of the earth as the stars surpass the gems of the mine. I do not ask for such a gift. But you commanded me to name my desire.' The Elves stirred and murmured with astonishment, and Celeborn gazed at the Dwarf in wonder, but the Lady smiled. 'It is said that the skill of the Dwarves is in their hands rather than in their tongues ' she said; `yet that is not true of Gimli. For none have ever made to me a request so bold and yet so courteous. And how shall I refuse, since I commanded him to speak? But tell me, what would you do with such a gift? ' `Treasure it, Lady,' he answered, `in memory of your words to me at our first meeting. And if ever I return to the smithies of my home, it shall be set in imperishable crystal to be an heirloom of my house, and a pledge of good will between the Mountain and the Wood until the end of days.' Then the Lady unbraided one of her long tresses, and cut off three golden hairs, and laid them in Gimli's hand. `These words shall go with the gift,' she said. `I do not foretell, for all foretelling is now vain: on the one hand lies darkness, and on the other only hope. But if hope should not fail, then I say to you, Gimli son of Glóin, that your hands shall flow with gold, and yet over you gold shall have no dominion.'"
Lord of the Rings, Farewell to Lórien - JRR Tolkien