We grew up in a home that fostered a love for the handmade. So much so, dad insisted that craftsmen training came first in our lives. With a heritage of accomplished inventors and tradesmen, who could blame him?
Our parents took us along on frequent visits to antique stores, galleries, and other places that sold fine furnishings. Mom always reminded us at the door, “Look with your eyes, not with your hands.” For us boys, that wasn’t always easy.
Learning traditional methods of artistry—blacksmithing, woodworking, and leather crafting—was never a chore for us. As teens, we didn’t just apprentice with master craftsmen, we built our own forge and workshops in the backyard.
Today, we thrive on creating beauty in our lives, and the lives of others. By transforming natural, raw materials into quality goods, we write stories to tell for generations to come. If you love the smell of leather, the warmth of real wood, and the heft of metal, let us help write your story, too.