My friend’s wife picks up curios by the dozens when she is traveling, and every time I visit their home, there are new ones that grab my attention. This time, it was a Chinese Dragon junk on their coffee-table.
It’s an intricate design in wood, with a motley bunch of characters on the deck. I don’t know what it implies – whether it’s inspired by some Chinese classic or folk-tale. The bow of the boat metamorphoses into a dragon head – a ball caught in its jaws, and its bared fangs perceptibly lending a fearsome air.
The character nearest to the bow, whom I assume to be a lady, seems to be lost in some private reverie of hers.
Some thought that lends a mournful air to a pretty face.