For as long as I can remember, my dad could build anything.
When I was a little girl I used to watch him take pieces of discarded barn wood out to his 'hut' and magically transform them into my mom's favorite pieces of reclaimed furniture. That was 30 years ago.
Today...he has a woodworking warehouse. And I don't just watch anymore.
I find forgotten barns. He disassembles them. I hunt for industrial steel and flea market treasures. He brings them back to life. If I can design it, he can build it. It's the perfect partnership.
After 9 years working in the mortgage industry, helping fund dreams for others, I decided it was time to follow my own dream.
In so many ways, I've come home. Back to a simpler time. A slower pace. Where barns, long forgotten, are brought back to life. One plank at a time, we transform them and bring them to you.