Who watches the door of your home? The old tale says the Dragon King had nine sons — and the youngest was called Pixiu. He has the head of a dragon, the body of a lion, and the hooves of a heavenly horse. He looks fierce, but his heart belongs to his master.
And Pixiu has one strange habit — he eats, but he never lets go. Gold and silver pass his lips and never come out again. The ancients called it: wealth enters, and stays. So for a thousand years, merchants set him on their counters, and great families placed him before their gates — mouth wide open, drinking in the fortune of the four directions, and turning misfortune away at the threshold.
Look closely at this bronze. He crouches low on a rocky base, one paw lifted, as if claiming the ground. He faces outward, always alert. Because the work of a guardian is never done inside the warm house. It is done on the threshold.
Put him where you count your blessings. Every coin you earn, he guards. And do not call him greedy — his greed is all for you.
He crouches low on a rocky base, one paw lifted as if claiming ground. The mouth is open to draw fortune in; the mane is rendered in sharp bronze flames; red enamel accents mark the points of power. He faces outward, because a guardian’s work is done at the threshold.
Cast in bronze by the lost-wax method, hand-finished with warm gilt and painted enamel details. Each piece is individually numbered and sealed by the workshop.