46 years, the forest's outline etched on my fingertips.

A plasterer awarded the Yellow Ribbon Medal breathes life into cement.
The skin of a white birch, the breath of stone, layered time.
Bring a piece of tranquility to your space.

Capturing the tranquility of the forest in a single brushstroke.

The feel of birch and the sense of frosted bark make you forget the hustle and bustle of the city.

Its refined surface instantly becomes a complete scene the moment a plant is placed in it.

Half a century. Speaking to the earth and shaping the wind.

Half a century of expertise harnessing nature's power

Living legacies of the forest, by your side

What is the past of plasterers?

Stillness and Motion, brought forth by the trowel

Mix, apply, scrape, dry.

If out of stock, custom orders are available.