I realized only recently that I don't have any fantasy work in my portfolio. I have some sci-fi, and maybe a cartoon or two, but no orcs or dragons or magical shiny stuff. Thus I have decided to paint the first of a few, potential many (if these can land me a job or two or five). This is the first figure in a two figure composition. Two orcs on the battlefield, one dead, one mourning. When all the hobbits and elves are smoking pipes and giggling over mead, the orcs are burying the dead: their fathers, their brothers, their comrades. I hope you feel bad when you giggle at the sight of a crying orc.