Dragons have been on my mind lately. I wrote my first Dragon short story and I will submit it to an anthology. (Fingers, and dragon wings, crossed for good luck with the story.) So here’s part 2 of my Monsters Meditation on Dragons.
Dragons are on the MONSTER MENU Today!
I’m very fond of Dragon-hunting in the Asian and Islamic Art Collections at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Dragons are EVERYWHERE! They are dishes, vases, scrolls, bowls, furniture, swords, helmets and more. There’s even a wonderful dragon-handled bronze jug in the recently renovated Islamic Art collection. It is absolutely beautiful and was made sometime in the late 15th/early 16th century in what is now Afghanistan. It’s a treasure.
For a long time, I’ve been a fan of Chinese dragons. Many years ago my mother made two wall hangings for me. The design for one of them is a dragon adapted from a Chinese rug pattern. I love it.
There are dragons on some of my blue & white dishes (the others have fish or flowers). And one of the very few custom-tailored items of clothing I own is a boned-bodice (corset top) made of green, Chinese silk with gold dragons. It’s not the kind of thing you wear all the time, but it’s wonderful for dressing up for big occasions.
Yes. I like dragons.
In Chinese iconography dragons represent the emperor and imperial power. Imperial buildings are filled with dragon decorations. Chinese dragons are fearsome and powerful. They control rainfall and turn up in all sorts of stories.
There’s one I find particularly appealing for its psychological insights. It’s about a Lord who loved dragons. He thought about them all the time and surrounded himself with dragon images. His obsessive love of dragons drew an actual dragon’s attention and when the dragon visited him he died of fright. With one dragon wall hanging, a few dragon plates and one beautiful top — I think I’m safe from a real dragon visit.