Paper Cowgirls, that is…They’ll take off and head to Waxahachie, Texas for a Texas-size celebration leaving a trail of glitter and paper scraps from every corner of Texas and Louisiana. The occasion was the Paper Cowgirl Altered Art Retreat which brings together a variety of very talented and versatile teachers along with an equally varied group of artists.
One of the high points of the event is the Swapping! You heard me, Swapping! We gathered and created and swapped anything you can name! No, not our dearly beloved hubbies…they were left at home to keep the plants watered. We swapped crowns, packets of ephemera, specially-created charms, embellished dominos, inspiration collections, art trading cards, and a fabulous fat fabric book. Everything had a Texas theme or a vintage paper connection! We all came home with more treasures than you can imagine.
I gathered 15 packets of vintage paper for the paper Treasure Swap…those packets were traded for 15 different collections…Lots of “ooohing” and “aaahing”as we opened our packages. They were filled with
Greeting cards and
Packets of treasures.
I added some Republic of Texas cash to spend in the shops on Vendor’s Night…
Of course, I included a picture of myself dressed in my first rodeo outfit…I’ve aged a bit since then…the years have been good to me…but it’s the weekends that have done me in.
We also created Miss Texas crowns to present to our partners…I made a Cowgirl Tea Party crown for Miss Nancy. It featured a group of ladies ready to rope and ride along with a sweet little tea set to remind us that every dusty trail deserves a cup of tea.
Here we are sporting our crowns: Queen LaVerne, Cowgirl Tea Queen Nancy, and Princess Suzi Buttons.
Marie’s creation for Gail included a presentation pillow!
Valita’s crown included a matching scepter!!!
Organizer Joanna received a fabulous crown
The entire group felt like Texas royalty!
And that was just two of the swaps!!!No telling what next year will be like! Tomorrow I’ll share a few class shots…Until then, remember, “Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowgirls…