Paper Mache Green Sea Dragon
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Here is how I made
Here is how I made this Green Sea Dragon Trophy. It was made with paper and cloth mache with some air dry clay.
Check out my etsy shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/RaysDragonLair
Instagram: Instagram: rays_dragon_lair
Facebook: Facebook: raysdragonlair
I would also like to thank Dan Reeder, again, for the inspiration and instructions on how to make these great dragon heads. His site is here: https://gourmetpapermache.com/
and here: danmonsterman
Materials used:
Paper
Tape
Flour
Water
Elmers Glue
Bed Sheet
Air Dry Clay
Sculpley
Paint
Music by Advent Chamber Orchestra is licensed under a Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.
http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Adv...
http://creativecommons.org/licenses/b...
Category
Music
License
Standard YouTube License
Here is an Awesome Poem this piece inspired.
Written by: Betsy Alvarez
DRAGON HEART
I will tell you a tale, that has never been told.
About my dragon heart, and how I learned to be bold.
I was a bashful girl once. Often quiet and shy.
So nervous and skittish of each passer by.
I would stand on our cliff, pray for courage and change.
But still I remained. Much the same. Much the same.
Then one day, as I turned,
My foot lost its hold
And I stumbled and tumbled
towards waves crashing cold
My plummet was long
There were stars in my eyes
I hurled and I whirled
to a giant surprise
There she was, like a light
Like a goddess in flight
Like a laser, like a beam
Like a serpentine dream
There she was, in the starlight
Though I could just see
She swept the waves with her tail
And she moved with the sea
She caught me, on the nape of her neck, in her stride
And with two beats of her wings, we were perfect in glide
I held fast to a fin as large as a whale
Just as I got my balance, we started to sail
We aimed for the moon.
Then the mountains. The trees.
I’d ne’er be so scared,
my heart started to freeze.
And yet her emerald eyes,
like a lantern when lit
They awakened in me,
flicks of power and grit
I finally asked her, her name, with a cry
And she finally whispered this as her reply:
I am the Green Dragon
Filled with Legend and Light
Filled with mystery and might
Flame in my veins
I glow through the night
I live in the sky, and the sea and the earth.
All of the elements were part of my birth.
Down in the deep dark of night I was born.
in a watery cave, I burst just before morn.
I hatched from the greenest of leathery skins.
On a wild, turquoise eve, with a scattering wind.
My breath purifies.
Molten gold in my heart.
I roar and I soar and dash and I dart.
Now, I live in your heart and I live in your mind.
I will live past the last waking breath of your kind.
Because Dragons. Never. Die.
…
So we sailed and we soared
We saw all that we could
We flew fast past a blizzard,
the farms, springs and wood.
We buzzed through the buzzards
We floated like streams
We perched on a volcano
We sliced through moon beams
Near dawn, when I spotted land native to me.
Then she dropped me home, gently under a tree.
When I turned to gaze up, and to thank her and stare
She was gone, with a glow, as if never there
Many years passed, and I never forgot.
Nor the courage she gave me, that I’d always sought.
And when I grew timid, or faltered to start
In my chest I felt beating, the Green Dragon heart
Yet In the village they called her beast of the night
“The monster”, they called her, with horror and fright
Then one day I heard, that a warrior had slain
“the last beastly dragon on this earthly plain”
I traveled to see if this could be true
And there on his wall, was her head, green and blue
Yet just at that moment, as my heart almost broke
I saw her winged shape in the sky, and she spoke
A glorious whisper, which I’d heard once before
came from above, and I listened once more:
I couldn’t believe it, my heart almost broke
Such a lump in my throat that I feared I would choke
Yet just at that moment, I heard a faint cry
I looked up and I saw her winged shape in the sky
A glorious whisper, which I’d heard once before
it came from above, and I listened once more
I am the Green Dragon
Filled with Legend and Light
mystery and might
Flame in my veins
I glow through the night
Now, I live in your heart and I live in your mind.
I will live past the last waking breath of your kind.
Because Dragons. Never. Die.
Thank you Betsy
Check out my etsy shop: https://www.etsy.com/shop/RaysDragonLair
Instagram: Instagram: rays_dragon_lair
Facebook: Facebook: raysdragonlair
I would also like to thank Dan Reeder, again, for the inspiration and instructions on how to make these great dragon heads. His site is here: https://gourmetpapermache.com/
and here: danmonsterman
Materials used:
Paper
Tape
Flour
Water
Elmers Glue
Bed Sheet
Air Dry Clay
Sculpley
Paint
Music by Advent Chamber Orchestra is licensed under a Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.
http://freemusicarchive.org/music/Adv...
http://creativecommons.org/licenses/b...
Category
Music
License
Standard YouTube License
Here is an Awesome Poem this piece inspired.
Written by: Betsy Alvarez
DRAGON HEART
I will tell you a tale, that has never been told.
About my dragon heart, and how I learned to be bold.
I was a bashful girl once. Often quiet and shy.
So nervous and skittish of each passer by.
I would stand on our cliff, pray for courage and change.
But still I remained. Much the same. Much the same.
Then one day, as I turned,
My foot lost its hold
And I stumbled and tumbled
towards waves crashing cold
My plummet was long
There were stars in my eyes
I hurled and I whirled
to a giant surprise
There she was, like a light
Like a goddess in flight
Like a laser, like a beam
Like a serpentine dream
There she was, in the starlight
Though I could just see
She swept the waves with her tail
And she moved with the sea
She caught me, on the nape of her neck, in her stride
And with two beats of her wings, we were perfect in glide
I held fast to a fin as large as a whale
Just as I got my balance, we started to sail
We aimed for the moon.
Then the mountains. The trees.
I’d ne’er be so scared,
my heart started to freeze.
And yet her emerald eyes,
like a lantern when lit
They awakened in me,
flicks of power and grit
I finally asked her, her name, with a cry
And she finally whispered this as her reply:
I am the Green Dragon
Filled with Legend and Light
Filled with mystery and might
Flame in my veins
I glow through the night
I live in the sky, and the sea and the earth.
All of the elements were part of my birth.
Down in the deep dark of night I was born.
in a watery cave, I burst just before morn.
I hatched from the greenest of leathery skins.
On a wild, turquoise eve, with a scattering wind.
My breath purifies.
Molten gold in my heart.
I roar and I soar and dash and I dart.
Now, I live in your heart and I live in your mind.
I will live past the last waking breath of your kind.
Because Dragons. Never. Die.
…
So we sailed and we soared
We saw all that we could
We flew fast past a blizzard,
the farms, springs and wood.
We buzzed through the buzzards
We floated like streams
We perched on a volcano
We sliced through moon beams
Near dawn, when I spotted land native to me.
Then she dropped me home, gently under a tree.
When I turned to gaze up, and to thank her and stare
She was gone, with a glow, as if never there
Many years passed, and I never forgot.
Nor the courage she gave me, that I’d always sought.
And when I grew timid, or faltered to start
In my chest I felt beating, the Green Dragon heart
Yet In the village they called her beast of the night
“The monster”, they called her, with horror and fright
Then one day I heard, that a warrior had slain
“the last beastly dragon on this earthly plain”
I traveled to see if this could be true
And there on his wall, was her head, green and blue
Yet just at that moment, as my heart almost broke
I saw her winged shape in the sky, and she spoke
A glorious whisper, which I’d heard once before
came from above, and I listened once more:
I couldn’t believe it, my heart almost broke
Such a lump in my throat that I feared I would choke
Yet just at that moment, I heard a faint cry
I looked up and I saw her winged shape in the sky
A glorious whisper, which I’d heard once before
it came from above, and I listened once more
I am the Green Dragon
Filled with Legend and Light
mystery and might
Flame in my veins
I glow through the night
Now, I live in your heart and I live in your mind.
I will live past the last waking breath of your kind.
Because Dragons. Never. Die.
Thank you Betsy
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