Proto is an alien. He is bright green with speckles. He lives at my home. Here, in pictures, is a story of how his friends are made!
I sat on the porch glazing aliens. The little green alien, Proto, looks concerned as the little blue alien, Blooyx, gets his color. Blooyx looks a bit apprehensive but they will all turn out lovely when they're done.
Two newly glazed aliens explain to the unglazed the process of getting their glazes. The unglazed aliens have mixed reactions.
Little Kney Kney alien was so frightened when she got her first glob of orange glaze that she wet the paper towel.
The ever confident Floyf was so awed by being glazed with Hot Tamale red glaze that he suggested we change his name to the Great and powerful Floyf or Floyf the Man.
Ever the skeptic, Joyp seemed reluctant to accept the color called "Jaded," but the name of the glaze suits her personality. She'll be okay when she gets glaze fired.
Lala Bea, the tiniest of the bunch, squealed with joy when she learned that she would be the same color as her buddy Proto. Proto got his name when I called him my prototype. Proto has a permanent home with me.
The last three unglazed aliens, seeing how beautiful their fellow aliens looked, eagerly await their glazes.
John, not his given alien name, challenged me to mix colors to get as close to human flesh as possible. He has a strong desire to fit in with the humans.
"Close enough," John grumbled.
John is not the grouch he appears to be. I heard him giggle as I used the long bristle brush to glaze under his chin.
Poojoo loves purple. She smiles sweetly as she receives her color.
Last, but not least, Ogrelia, being green with envy from watching everyone go first, grins as it becomes her turn.
Nine little aliens join with their buddy Hirvalee, the first alien to get his color, and patiently await the day they become glaze fired and brightly colored. Again, there are mixed emotions. To be continued.