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If you asked me five years ago what I thought I would end up doing with my time, woodworking would have been one of my last guesses. My story begins in a high-rise, towering over the neon-painted beaches of Miami, Florida. I was raised by a single mom, a strong-willed Spaniard with a business of her own who stubbornly managed to become her own handyman, and my brother, a talented musician.

In retrospect, I’ve always had an appreciation for all that is crafted flaunting earth’s resources, be it wood, stone, marble, or metals, but the true turning point in my life was attaining a Bachelor of Fine Arts in Interior Design.

We were required to take a furniture design class and I was the first to arrive and the last to leave. I was constantly turning over designs in my mind – one combination of materials that I couldn’t seem to veer from: bone and wood.

I became fascinated with the idea of a furniture line built entirely out of bone and wood that used the bone more “structurally” than what I had already seen –which is through inlays and decorative elements.


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