I promised some more of the excellent papers which were swapped among the members of the Etsy Papermakers Guild and I have five more to share today. See the post directly below if you didn't see the first five.
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Posted by Surfbunny Tuesday, April 2, 2013 at 7:52 PM
I promised some more of the excellent papers which were swapped among the members of the Etsy Papermakers Guild and I have five more to share today. See the post directly below if you didn't see the first five.
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Posted by Surfbunny Sunday, March 24, 2013 at 9:23 PM
Well, our genius computer rabbit AlanT managed to get the scanner to communicate with one of the computers and ran up some scans of the beautiful papers Phred received in the paper swap. So here's a few of the truly outstanding samples.
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Posted by Surfbunny Saturday, March 23, 2013 at 7:27 PM
The warren is a-buzz with looking at the new papers that Phred received as part of the Etsy 2013 Papermakers Guild Team Swap. This swap was organized by Elena Mary Siff of ElenaMary at Etsy and supported with a Team Grant from Etsy to pay the return postage. 40 Papermaker Guild members sent samples of their creations and ElenaMary resorted and returned them to the participating members.
Phred submitted 20 some sheets of his orchid papers made from the dried stems and flowers of the orchids in the warren orchid house as well as 20 sheets from his banana plantation. The banana papers were made from the leaves of the Oroco banana which grows naturally here.
The papers from the Etsy Papermakers are just extraordinary works of art and we will be scanning them and sharing them here on the next week.
Thanx to everyone who participated and shared. I'm telling you the asparagus paper, abaca papers, and all the others are amazing.
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