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Even Mehl Amundsen

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  • More from Kobberland! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/bigchildcreatives/black-sailors-traders-of-kobberland
  • More from Kobberland! https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/bigchildcreatives/black-sailors-traders-of-kobberland
  •  1,782  5  12 July, 2019
  • Check out the Kobberland Kickstarter with some art of yours truly!

https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/bigchildcreatives/black-sailors-traders-of-kobberland
  • Check out the Kobberland Kickstarter with some art of yours truly!

    https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/bigchildcreatives/black-sailors-traders-of-kobberland
  •  7,453  32  9 July, 2019
  • Siggor

The very image of his father, though his nature belongs to the rocks and hills of his mother's country and folk. Even before he was out of his swaddling clothes his head was filled with stories of dragons slain by victorious heroes, swords of great power, magics and prophecies, and as children will, he was soon running about slaying his own dragons, the men among his father's household serving as his very own dragons. 
He is a well made youth, full of whim and vigor and all the urges that drive the young to adventure and folly, to greatness or doom. His father's displeasure can be a fearsome thing, full of stern words about dignity and the cold nature of men, discipline and restraint. No doubt there is truth there, and at times he can feel it, but then the allure of another adventure calls... Process, High res and PSD now on Patreon

#warrior #fantasyart #procreate #iPadpro #dragonslayer
  • Siggor

    The very image of his father, though his nature belongs to the rocks and hills of his mother's country and folk. Even before he was out of his swaddling clothes his head was filled with stories of dragons slain by victorious heroes, swords of great power, magics and prophecies, and as children will, he was soon running about slaying his own dragons, the men among his father's household serving as his very own dragons.
    He is a well made youth, full of whim and vigor and all the urges that drive the young to adventure and folly, to greatness or doom. His father's displeasure can be a fearsome thing, full of stern words about dignity and the cold nature of men, discipline and restraint. No doubt there is truth there, and at times he can feel it, but then the allure of another adventure calls... Process, High res and PSD now on Patreon

    #warrior #fantasyart #procreate #iPadpro #dragonslayer
  •  7,482  26  5 July, 2019
  • You can find a narrated process video of this piece on my Patreon and YouTube account for free to watch. If you like this and want more, subscribe and support me so I can keep creating more content for you!
O Rowan fair, upon your hair how white the blossom lay. O Rowan mine, I saw you shine upon a summer’s day. I love Treebeard. I love a great many of Tolkien’s creations, but in my heart there is a place held apart for the old herdsman. In a world so obsessed with good and evil, light and dark, rise and fall, there is one whose whole world revolves around friendship and growth, kindness, withering and rebirth. He remembers friendships of old, recalling Saruman as he was when he came among the trees of Fangorn to learn, and will only move against him when treachery comes forth from Isengard. And in his fury he throws himself heedless against the unspeakable treason to avenge all those brought low by fire and wicked machinery. But once his battle is fought and the outcome made certain, he makes peace once more, and tends to his charges, as once and always he is to do. Flawed and gnarled, forgetful and slow, I cannot help but love Treebeard, and a big thanks to my patrons for letting me revisit this old charmer.
#nature #green #forest #tree #plant #trunk #beard #lotr #thehobbit#hobbit #tolkien #elf #art #drawing #artwork #illustration #fantasyart#digitalart #lordoftherings #jrrtolkien #middleearth #digitalart #procreate#treebeard #ent
  • You can find a narrated process video of this piece on my Patreon and YouTube account for free to watch. If you like this and want more, subscribe and support me so I can keep creating more content for you!
    O Rowan fair, upon your hair how white the blossom lay. O Rowan mine, I saw you shine upon a summer’s day. I love Treebeard. I love a great many of Tolkien’s creations, but in my heart there is a place held apart for the old herdsman. In a world so obsessed with good and evil, light and dark, rise and fall, there is one whose whole world revolves around friendship and growth, kindness, withering and rebirth. He remembers friendships of old, recalling Saruman as he was when he came among the trees of Fangorn to learn, and will only move against him when treachery comes forth from Isengard. And in his fury he throws himself heedless against the unspeakable treason to avenge all those brought low by fire and wicked machinery. But once his battle is fought and the outcome made certain, he makes peace once more, and tends to his charges, as once and always he is to do. Flawed and gnarled, forgetful and slow, I cannot help but love Treebeard, and a big thanks to my patrons for letting me revisit this old charmer.
    #nature #green #forest #tree #plant #trunk #beard #lotr #thehobbit #hobbit #tolkien #elf #art #drawing #artwork #illustration #fantasyart #digitalart #lordoftherings #jrrtolkien #middleearth #digitalart #procreate #treebeard #ent
  •  11,933  191  27 June, 2019
  • More Tegn doodles for my Patreon!

The oathsworn men under the antlered banner had given a grand showing when it came their turn, their great axes glinting bravely in the sun as they came forth to their doomed defiance. The old man himself had been fearful in the end, his legacy a broken offering on the altar of an unheeding god and all that was left to him were empty oaths and cooling blood. He had died bravely, or so the singers would say. He had died a true warrior, or so the men would tell in the days to come. He had died, blood drowning out his last battle cry as his soul retreated inwards, away from his eyes. The head thudded lamely to the ground, it was an end, for now.

On Patreon:
• Process Video
• High-Res JPG
• PSD-File

#fantasyart #artwork #warrior #fantasy #art #artist #illustration #drawing #painting #instaart #digitalart #artoftheday #fight #creative #procreateart #procreate #ipad #tegn
  • More Tegn doodles for my Patreon!

    The oathsworn men under the antlered banner had given a grand showing when it came their turn, their great axes glinting bravely in the sun as they came forth to their doomed defiance. The old man himself had been fearful in the end, his legacy a broken offering on the altar of an unheeding god and all that was left to him were empty oaths and cooling blood. He had died bravely, or so the singers would say. He had died a true warrior, or so the men would tell in the days to come. He had died, blood drowning out his last battle cry as his soul retreated inwards, away from his eyes. The head thudded lamely to the ground, it was an end, for now.

    On Patreon:
    • Process Video
    • High-Res JPG
    • PSD-File

    #fantasyart #artwork #warrior #fantasy #art #artist #illustration #drawing #painting #instaart #digitalart #artoftheday #fight #creative #procreateart #procreate #ipad #tegn
  •  13,674  70  15 June, 2019
  • Video process time! For full length, look into the patreon, link in bio!
  • Video process time! For full length, look into the patreon, link in bio!
  •  6,931  20  9 June, 2019
  • The dance had overtaken her, moving her towards it’s own end. Her movements were still her own, each arching cut a lashing out of her fury and pain, each step taking her closer to an end she could not call her own. It had her, it lead her and she danced down it’s ruby red path, like a puppet strung up by Death himself. Check out the patreon, link in bio #characterart #doodle #conceptart #swordartonline #digitalart #art #procreate #warrior #fantasy #drawing
  • The dance had overtaken her, moving her towards it’s own end. Her movements were still her own, each arching cut a lashing out of her fury and pain, each step taking her closer to an end she could not call her own. It had her, it lead her and she danced down it’s ruby red path, like a puppet strung up by Death himself. Check out the patreon, link in bio #characterart #doodle #conceptart #swordartonline #digitalart #art #procreate #warrior #fantasy #drawing
  •  23,649  157  8 June, 2019
  • The chase would always leave her empty handed and out of breath, but still Hertha of the skinned knees and the sun-sore cheeks would be flush and grinning when she came home. How the little sneaks made their escape she could not say, though the forest kept fast it’s secrets. More of this stuff comin for the patreon, check the link in bio. #characterart #doodle #conceptart #digitalpainting #forest #birds #digitalart
  • The chase would always leave her empty handed and out of breath, but still Hertha of the skinned knees and the sun-sore cheeks would be flush and grinning when she came home. How the little sneaks made their escape she could not say, though the forest kept fast it’s secrets. More of this stuff comin for the patreon, check the link in bio. #characterart #doodle #conceptart #digitalpainting #forest #birds #digitalart
  •  7,293  32  3 June, 2019