the notion that the objects that surround us have just as profound an impact on how we feel as do the people. An environment that allows us to experience a sense of beauty and belonging builds a healthy nervous system and fosters the creation of meaning.
If it is true that we care for the things we love, it is equally true that we end up loving the things that we care for.
I got to guitar building through quite a circuitous route. I loved music as a kid, and listened to early punk rock as much as I did John Fahey, John Renbourn and Doc Watson. But my curiosity led me down numerous paths and detours in science and academia, teaching, languages, writing, music, construction, design and others.
I didn’t set out to craft guitars because there weren’t already enough of them in the world, nor even because I needed a guitar myself. What I wanted instead was to build truly unique instruments, by hand, that would be informed by my diverse background; handmade guitars pored over with such care and attention that they would carry a piece of their maker’s soul with them thereafter. And contribute to making their future owners’ surroundings a little bit more beautiful. And a little more complete.
I have long espoused