The idea for The Haymaker Shop originated in a dirty and packed two car garage. A guy who usually designed in two dimensions, and was spoiled by the undo option, discovered the joy of getting dirty. Of making mistakes while making things. Tangible, three-dimensional things.

Then the light bulb appeared; quickly thereafter, all the elements came together quite easily.

The joy of making, and respecting others doing the same, coinciding with the heritage/handcrafted/local-as-possible zeitgeist. Living in a neighborhood that solidly supports the design/home furnishings market. Missing the personal aspect of retail. Finding a space in said neighborhood. Finding an awesome contractor to help turn a neglected dump into a clean yet charactered space. Recruiting. Negotiating. Learning.

Finally, then, the doors open... and it all begins.