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 Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:47 pm
Fitzroy followed Dritan over to the kiln with many excited bounces, having never seen one before. He gasped quietly at the thing, reminded immediately of his daddy's big pizza ovens. Were they going to bake the clay? Does that mean they could eat it?! Pac-man panted in anticipation as the boy turned to face Dritan, a wide smile still painted on his face.
"Okays! Clay sounds like fun~ Pluses, I never useded clay befores. I like paintin'!" he replied with a proud grin, then rushing to his back and pulling out one of his better paintings of a turkey, not noticing as a few cans of fingerpaint fell out of the bag and rolled across the floor. "See? 'S a torkey! I even gotted to eats et afters," he said with a smile, placing the painting on the bench and walking back over to his friend. "So what can we makes wif clays, Dritan? Can we makes torkey?" he asked in excitement, already imagining how tasty it would taste.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 11:11 pm
"Its not all that hard, the clay sorta feels like pizza dough, but not as strechy and hardens over a little time. It also does taste bad but my wings sometimes don't care when they eat it," he said as one of them gave a smerk as it was the one that would eat it. Covering one of the tables with a plastic table cloth for a faster clean up and to keep the mess down as well.
"You can make anything you want with clay, even turkeys," he answered as he got a few finished beads and a few other random things to show Fitzroy and put them on the table. Then when to a large barrel to get some clay out.
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 9:17 pm
Fitzroy nodded as Dritan explained the clay, listening to his art senior with rapt attention. Although the boy was usually hyperactive and excitable, he focused very well when it came to art. He giggled when the other mentioned how bad it might taste, hiding his mouth behind his hands. Lots of things tasted good to Fitzroy, after all, so it makes sense that clay would, too!
But he didn't tell Dritan this, instead following him over to the clay bucket and, after looking at the older boy for a moment, reached his hand in and took out a big fistful. He giggled at the texture and squeezed as he brought it over to the newspaper-covered table, plopping it onto it before scrambling onto a stool. Swinging his legs, he inspected the new medium, poking at it as he looked over at Dritan. "So, whatcha gonna make, Dritan? I might make a torkey, dough I might makes a swing set or a dragons, too..." Fitzroy mused as he looked at the lump, imagining endless possibilities.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 5:13 am
Dritan had taken some clay out and as usual his lower left wing desited it want to eat some of the clay and took a mouth full before Dritan could prevent it from happening, but it was very happy just munching the clay. He just shock his head at the wing as it was always like that. But took his clay to the table and sat next to Fitzroy.
"I was thinking on makeing some fancy beads. But you don't want to have the clay too thick or it will explode in the Kiln," he said as he remembered when something that was made exploded, his mom was not to happy about it. "When makeing 3d things you want to start with a hallow ball of clay, like this." he said as he took some some clay, made two sorta like cups and then carefully put them together and carefully made it look like it was one piece. "But the most important thing is to have fun!"
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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Posted: Wed Nov 18, 2009 10:31 am
Fitzroy nodded, looking at the clay critically, both his and Pac-man's tongue peeking out of their mouths as they concentrated. He'd seen clay things made before, but had never made one. The mention of exploding clay made the toddler stare at Dritan in equal parts horror and excitement. He'd never made something out of 'splody stuff before!
"Okay Dritan, I'll bes caweful," he said as he hesitantly took a small lump of clay, working it gently with his fingers until he had a rather lumpy almost-ball, which he held out for Dritan's approval. "Like day, right Dritan? So, so, so, whadda I do now?" he asked, listened with rapt attention. Art was serious business, after all, especially when it could explode.
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 3:57 am
Dritan found it cool that when Fitzroy's tongue and pac-man's tongue came out when they constrated. He wished his own wings would do something like that or at least behave when he was doing arts.
"It is right now, but with more practice it will look better. It took me a long time and lots of practice and my brother is still better at makeing beads than I am. Now you can add clay decorations to add to what you have or careful reshape the ball into just what ever you want as in the base shape of what ever you want to make." he said as he took his own ball of clay and careful shaped it sorta into an oval shape just to show Fitzroy.
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 3:15 pm
Fitzroy nodded with a grin, happy to hear that he was doing it right. Quickly deciding that it would be easier to do only balls now, he looked critically at the lumpy ball, glancing a few times at his thick fingers before deciding that they would be inefficient as decorating tools. Smiling, he opened his mouth and picked up the clay ball, dragging it along one of his canines to make a shaky zig-zag pattern.
Once he was done, he plopped the ball down, very impressed with his own cleverness, and smiled at Dritan, smacking his lips. "Mm, clay's nummy! Soso whadda I do nows?" he asked with a bounce.
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 9:34 am
Dritan just had to giggle at the commet about the clay tasting good and at least one of his wings squeeked agreement to likeing the clay. "Now you just let the clay dry, which dosent' take that long and then it will be fired and after that we can glaze them. So as one dries you can make another," Dritan answered as his silly wing sneekly takeing and eating some of the clay. But with the beads that Dri was makeing were just simple balls of clay that he put onto a wire rod and put little dots on the beads.
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fallingUPstairs__x x Crew
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Posted: Sat Dec 05, 2009 11:23 am
Fitzroy giggled when Dritan's wing squeaked, and squeaked back in response, kicking his legs and giggling madly. This was so much fun! He listened carefully to Dritan's instructions, nodding and quickly grabbing another lump of clay. As he made another ball, he looked carefully at the clay, thinking for a few seconds before gently biting into it, tearing away a portion and leaving a crescent-shaped lump behind. Chewing quietly on his snack, he smoothed out the shape for a few seconds before lifting it up to show Dritan, a proud grin on his face. "See? Half-moon!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 8:32 am
The silly wing turned in Fitzroy's drection and smiled and gave another squeek as it like the responce it has gotten and ate a little more of the clay. Dritan had finished up with his beads and put them under a heated table/lamp to help the clay dry out a little faster to were it could be fired.
Dritan looked at the project that Fitzroy was working on and thought that was a good idea. "That cool! If your done with some of your works, why don't you stick them under that lamp were I just stuck what I was working on were we can get it ready to fire and get your projects all glazed before you have to head home," he said showing him were the lamp was not too far from the table they were working from. "As they dry we can pick some colored glazes to paint some already fired hard clay, if you like,"
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