My son Joseph took a pottery class with our neighbor a few summers ago and created a bank in the shape of a green dragon. I loved it. I have the policy of buying art from my kids when I think it's something special. That way, they get to earn money doing something they love (a lesson I want them to internalize) and I get to make sure that the work is preserved and doesn't end up under a bed with the dirty socks and dust bunnies. So, I bought the dragon and he has since been the place for all spare change that I find sitting around the house. You know--the coins that fall out of someone's pocket in the washing machine or end up beneath the pillows on the couch after a wrestling match with a sibling over the TV remote.
Dragons are such a fascinating symbol, evoking both fear and admiration. I liked the idea of the dragon protecting treasure. The coins I put in my bank may not be much, but they add up to enough for a trip to the dollar store now and then. My green dragon protects the little treasures and the little joys in life.
See painting Dragon's Breath.
Read a full article on dragon symbolism.
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