The story starts a little sad. I needed to make something for a loved one. So I went on a search for good wood. Because everyone loves wood in some shape or form. I couldn't find anything in the stores to suit my purpose, so I started looking elsewhere. Like on the side of the road. What did I find? I found the most beautiful, natural and dead wood I have ever seen.

So I took it home to give it a life.

At this point I realized that there an intense amount of beauty out there that the world was ignoring. So I rescued it. All the wood I use has been scavenged from the forest floor. NO trees are ever hurt in the production of my product. The wood that I use has been cut for various reasons. Hydro, lines, fallen naturally, old dead trees, disease... And so, I take it, and give it a life.

My greatest discovery at this time is that the stranger and more unique the tree, the more beautiful the inside of that tree is. Much like people I guess.