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The Departure of Boromir (Paintings)

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The Departure of Boromir (Paintings)

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http://aaron-gillespie.deviantart.com/a ... -107039220

In the above link you should find some 'Boromir' (from LOTRs) fan-art of mine. The one work is like a collaboration of 9 separate paintings. Anyway, if you like it don't hesitate to have a look at my other artwork :)

Thanks for looking :)
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Re: The Departure of Boromir (Paintings)

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you should paint all over your hard wood floors, if you have any that is
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Re: The Departure of Boromir (Paintings)

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i dnt think mum would be happy if i did :O
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Re: The Departure of Boromir (Paintings)

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josh wrote:i dnt think mum would be happy if i did :O
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Re: The Departure of Boromir (Paintings)

Post by Mai »

thats silly. you should be able to paint on whatever you want.
I felt like a race horse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it like a tombstone.
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