When I first met Isidor he was a pulp. Like this:
and this was his feminin appareance:
Today I will need many words in order to present Isidor a little bit closer.
I met this pulp at an "island" in the middle of a mire.
On this little island there was a nice hole where I used to sit and contemplate over life and enjoing the sun, being hidden from the eyes of moose and their hunters if the happened to pass by.
(it only happened in the autumn)
In the hole there was a treasure and the task of the pulp was to protect this treasure, so, he was not very happy to have two human intruders there, not to forget the dog. It was interesting because the dog didn´t like to go to mire at all. There where snakes, wasps and then this bad humored pulp!
Obviously she had eyes to see what we humans only could feel or divine.
Well, I have to make it short.
The years passed and one day suddenly there was an opening in the clouds and Isidor showed himself for the first time and I gave him his name from a child-book about cute, sweet and kind dragons.
Slowly the pulp began to transform into Isidor and since then he has been a very good friend.
I just want to add that the treasure that was hidden in the hole was of cource of spiritual nature.
When I painted Isidor for the first time it was funny to put him in a more dragonlike, wild nature.
But no fire yet. He was still a very young dragon!



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