Crystallized light and champagne hues are trapped and left to pool along the broad bottom of this larger egg. Gradually they fade to diluted wheat, nearly transparent, as they stretch upwards before abruptly fading away to nothing. Velvety, liquid burgundy swirls inwards on the opposite parallel side and as it settles downwards, it darkens to deep rich reds and further still to reddish-purple. Both light and dark are held suspended by an unseen force over the smooth shell and never touch, bowing and curving to each other as they draw near before being pulled away again. In the space left between, several shades of pastel creams and off-whites, paled amber and straw-colored, softened yellows, rest in various width-sized layers. Some take on a grainy texture, while others a softer and buttery look. Scattered among them are hints of spring greens, dustings of earth browns and — so minute to be almost hidden — pinpoints of berry reds and lavender. Hovering above all of this, almost lost in the background and despite being framed by the rest, is a small swath of bright and pure, clear blue summer sky.
A Feeling that Never Ends Gold
Geometric shapes arrange themselves in hues of gold over the rock-solid form of this dragon. Her body’s solid strength is marked by curves that only add to the feeling of natural presence. Golden hues darken on one side of her frame, as though she’s forever partially standing in shadow. It’s not quite an even split — a dull tawny shade dominates over her head-knobs and skull, leaving the broad, squared planes of her face a pale citrine. Along the proud curve of her neck, the pattern reverses, with bright topaz dominating over her shoulders before receding to blocks of reddish and brownish-gold just past the wings. There’s one sweep in each of those shades, their sails a reversal that echoes the hues of the other. Her chest is shaded in tiger’s eye, a zigzag streak of ivory wandering through darker golden brown. The pale pattern travels down the length of her stomach until the mismatched hues of amber and sunstone along her sides come down and meet in the middle. A broad pelvis sweeps into wider hips, creating a stance that leaves her paws braced solidly against the ground and her powerful tail continues back to balance her body. Those matronly hips are wider than her shoulders, and so when she stands, her forepaws splay out to give her a solid base. Spiked with pale citrine, it reaches up from her talons like the points of a star — or the mirror of those same talons laid back across her paws.