About

I began making things out of wood during a decline in my grandfather’s health. He carved for as long as I could remember and it was a way I could connect with him when I could no longer connect. I carved my first little walnut spoon when it was too late to share it with him. When he passed away, I inherited his handtools and began teaching myself how to use them.

The tools are up on my shop wall and are seeing good use again.

The Valley House name is a little letter of thanks to my grandfather for the craft he has left me in charge of. His good times and stories that I remember being told about him often took place at The Valley House. And although his tools now hang in a different house in a different valley, I aim to build a life that he would smile at, one gouge stroke at a time.