Our woodshop was overflowing. Pieces of lumber, big and small in boxes, stacked in corners and piled under tables. Teak, mahogany, cedar, plywood were spilling everywhere. Even the neighbors had all they wanted. Being in Mexico, where sometimes things are hard to come by, it was hard to let this treasure trove go...almost sacrilegious. We refused to throw it away to be burned or go into the landfill. We had to do something and moving to a larger shop wasn’t the answer.

What we could do and do well is build. Ron and his father and Grandfather before him were boat builders and custom home builders and building and creating is part of our history. I have always loved art and design and while helping build houses and boats with Ron is great, I wanted to focus on furniture and accessories...it’s, you know, cleaner. We had recently moved off of our cruising sailboat after 18 years and had no furniture and nothing on our walls. I needed something to hang our surf gear and beach stuff up on but the commercial options were boring and just not “us”. We love surfing, surf history and the beautiful wood boards of the early days of surfing so, this seemed like a great place to start. We looked around our shop, pulled some stuff together and started gluing.

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