I grew up as a contractor’s daughter. My father built single family spec homes and I grew up spending my summers working for him as a laborer. It was inportant to me to be able to work in this capacity as my father allowed me the flexibility to train as a runner and race during the summer as needed.

I was able to earn a full schalorship to compete for Northern Arizona University in cross country and track because of the work ethic and strength I gained from working hard from a young age.

It was during this time when I found my love for simply being around all things wooden. I loved being on the job and smelling fresh cut wood everyday.

I work in my backyard at home, in my favorite office. However, I do take my work into the garage while finishing or when the weather turns too cold. In the background of the photo to the right you can see where I have some wood hiding from the elements under the blue tarp for future projects.

One of the great parts about woodworking at home is that my husband is my mentor from whom I ask advice. There’s nothing better than working with my best friend to create beautiful art.