Paper.

When I was a little girl of about 7, I had this dream of making my own paper. I had read about the history of paper and in particular of papyrus, and I remember sitting in the back yard dismally pounding some leaves with a stone in the hope that somehow it would be magically transformed into a sheet of paper. It was a depressing experience. A year or two later I read a description of making hand made paper, probably in an encyclopaedia, or perhaps in my Dad's old Reader's Digest DIY manual. I remember seeing the picture of the deckle and the vat of pulp and a press for flattening the paper and realising that this was definitely beyond my capabilities. So I shelved my dream.
Yesterday, 45 years later, I made my first sheets of paper in a workshop with Colleen Ross. I made a simple basic deckle using two wooden photo frames with a piece of netting stapled on. I had torn my pieces of paper and soaked them the day before the workshop. (See the link for photos of the process). Once home the cotton sheets with paper on them were still somewhat damp, so I used my clothes drying rack to dry them.

When dry, they peel off quite easily.

In this batch I added ink with a dropper (1 and 3) and a spray (2).

Here I added scraps of Indian paper (1 and 3) and coffee (2).

Adding dried plant material (1 and 3) and raffia (2).
And what did I use to make the pulp? Leftover photocopies from the Nightmare Editing Project, of course!