I try to take more pills, but I fell. It was the wrong thing, and… What? I put my foot on it, when I went up and later on the thing made me go like that, and I fell. I didn’t tell anybody about our secret. Even when they tortured me with needles.
Happy 50th to the Doctor and his TARDIS.
Here’s a collection of my artwork that I felt would be appropriate for The Day of the Doctor! The paintings starting from the top are All of Time and Space, The Roar of Our Stars, The Turn of the Universe, The Parting of the Ways, and The Lonely God. (The bottom four are licensed through Big Chief Studios / BBC!)
Thank you to everyone who has supported my art throughout the years! I really appreciate it and couldn’t have gotten this series done without ya’ll.
"In the middle of the table, against the woven cloths upon the wall, there was a chair under a canopy, and there sat a lady fair to look upon, and so like was she in form of womanhood to Elrond that Frodo guessed that she was one of his close kindred. Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost, her white arms and clear face were flawless and smooth, and the light of stars was in her bright eyes, grey as a cloudless night; yet queenly she looked, and thought and knowledge were in her glance, as of one who has known many things that the years bring."