After two and a half years of building instruments, a counter in my workshop was covered with pieces of wood from all over the world, each with their own story. Instead of throwing these away, the pile kept growing, waiting for the day that inspiration would find a use for them. In this case, being a bit of a packrat and slob paid off and Stanley the Bass was born. It would be difficult to note every species of wood that came together to create him, but it is not difficult to note that there is only one Stanley. As part of a special project, Stanley has been traveling the United States spreading joy and connecting people along the way. Who knows? Maybe Stanley will be coming your way sometime soon.
