Post inspired by the Daily Post.

It was on second year of High School that I was finally able to watch the first instalment of the Lord of the Rings series. I then fell in love with the Shire.

The Shire is the Hobbit’s lair. For me, it is a place of harmony. Nothing bad ever happens in the Shire. In a way, it also represents contentment and it has a touch of happiness to it. I especially like the Hobbit’s house (see picture below). It is not a specific art or sculpture but it is a form of architecture that represents peace that draws me in.

 The Hobbit’s House is simple. It is warm on the eyes. It is not elegant but it is enough. It is situated in a secluded area specifically for certain beings. It is a safe place from the chaotic Middle Earth. Part of the reason it amazes me is its completeness without being too much. When you look around a Hobbit’s House, there is a place where you can get your food. There is an area where you can rest. Surrounding the house is fresh air. Your neighbors are near by. Everything is within reach. Everything basic is present, the basics that you need. When I think about the Hobbit’s House in the Shire, I think of a house in heaven. It is like having your special place in heaven. And I guess that place I am describing to you now is one piece of art from JRR Tolkien’s imagination, a creation shared to many readers that is visually manipulated through minds like mine. That is the Art here. But I would like that Shire to be true so someday I could earn my right to live in one.