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How to make a hollow origami stem

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hollow origami stem

 

 

Level Beginner
Copyright Hyo Ahn

This page is for those who want the instructions to fold a hollow origami stem or simply hollow stem.  This is a stem that you need when you make a rose flower with calyx, leaf, and stem attached together. It is very easy to make this hollow stem since all you need is paper and glue. Only thing that you should be aware about this stem is treating this stem with great care since inside of the stem itself is hollow.

 

You may use any kind of paper to fold this stem but I recommend you to use a higher density paper. In this instruction I am using a paper with higher density of 120 g/m^2.

Make sure the paper that you use is a square (all sides are equal and all the angles equal 90 degrees). The paper I am using here is 10cm x 10cm square one.

 

Hollow origami stem: front side of paper

00A.

The paper size of the base should be 1/4 of the rose paper.

 

We need three of them.

Hollow origami stem: back side of paper

00B.

This is the front side of paper.

Hollow origami stem

00C.

This is the back side of paper.

Hollow origami stem

00D.

Start with the paper's back side facing up.

 

Prepare to apply a valley-fold.

 

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Stem of the flower



This is rage, this is power.
This is the stem on the flower.
This flower being a fight, a good one at that.
This rage will ignight, one man shalt fall flat.

These are my dreams, shattered by you.
These are my thoghts, let me take them into veiw.
These are my emotions, I hope I hid them well.
These are all the Goddamn things you have thrown to hell.

My fist and your mouth, I'm taking no more shit.
My blissful shout, as i toss you into the pit.
My ears are ringing from your screams of pain.
My mouth recites a quote, 'life's only a game'

People gather around to see the fuss.
People cheer us on, only for my battle lust.
People in a circle chanting, 'fight, fight'
People dont care who gets hurt, they stone into the night.

Blood spills from our noses, grasping attention.
Blood flows from our open wounds, i have quite the reflection.
Blood is what the spectators want, isnt it?
Blood is your loss, having your sight lose it.

No forgivness for your wrongs, I hope this is a phase.
No mercey, my grip, your scream, my sinnful gaze.
No start for the blackened youth, hate me always.
No time to explain the truth, smokey hallways...

This was rage, this was power.
This was the simple stem of a flower.
This flower being a fight, a grand one at that.
This rage did ignight, already one man falls flat.


Poem by Tyton Toste