"...it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.” - Tolkien
The Hobbit was always a comfort book for me. I know that story in my bones and seeing the movies, despite what others say, made my heart sing. I rewatched them whilst painting this to get in the zone and let me TELL YOU, those dwarves singing in Bilbo’s sitting room around the fire? I am MOVED.
I painted this as a gift, one of two in fact. These two oil paintings went to two friends in my life who have had a pretty huge hand in how cool I am today. Besides from being the coolest bosses ever, they’ve taught me to value myself. I value my work, my time, my comfort and actually prioritise it now. I allow myself the gift of rest and joy and wanted to remind these amazing people that they’re allowed that rest and joy too. Share in the bounty, so to speak.
I certainly have been on an adventure the last few years. I’m super proud of how far I’ve come with my oil pieces and honestly wish I could spend my hours covered in mysterious brush marks and getting dizzy because I once again forgot to close the turpentine. But capitalism blah blah, right?
I hope I can paint more soon. I mean, look how good I am, right?