Origins

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The first memory I have of leather are the seats in my mom's IROC Z. I remember how I gripped the passenger seat, nails digging into the soft leather, as she zoomed around corners, the rip of fabric as the heavy metal door swung open, and I balanced half inside the car and half out. On the hottest summer days, hefting the door open world release the heady perfume of leather and stale fries.


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Later, I would encounter more refined leather goods: my dad's work boots, their soles speckled with splintered metal shavings from the shop floor, a high school boyfriend's jacket studded and patched with the angst of his youth, and my first leather bag, it's gleaming hardware announcing my graduation into adulthood.


I've always felt that leather has an intrinsic permanence, that when I create or purchase something made of leather that it will outlast goods made from other materials. With this in mind, I've set out on a quest to create and find leather goods that showcase the beauty leather has.


Photo by Clem Onojeghuo on UnsplashI hope that my journey and products inspire you to find a deeper meaning and purpose for the items you carry with you on your adventures.

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