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To buy a pen from inventory, you'll need to find me at a craft show. I'll post the schedule for 2025 as soon as I have it and will advertise via Instagram (@kerfguitars, please follow). The effort to comply with tax and other legal requirements and provide online sales is more than I'm willing to bear at this time. It would drive up the cost of the items, reduce my already small profit, and probably make me hate doing it.
Custom pens make a great team or event or personal gift. Maybe your softball team wants to celebrate their season with a baseball themed pen in hard maple. Maybe your art club wants custom sketch pencils in an interesting burl wood tinted with different colors. Maybe you want to provide botanical themed pens to the friends you share a garden plot with. Maybe you've been dragging around a piece of cherry wood from a tree at your childhood home and want to cut a piece off and make keepsake pens for you and your siblings. How about something really unique as a gift for your wedding party? You can use the contact form on the main page or email millard at kerfguitars (dot) com.
I also do other smallish hand-turned items, mostly to order -- pizza cutters, seam rippers, screw drivers, small hammers, craft knives, etc. It's a bit much to keep (and drag from craft show to craft show) a good supply of everything. Again, if you don't see quite what you want, please ask.
Sometimes without realizing it, my life has been following the lyrics of a song. Guitar and Pen is a song by The Who, first published on their Who are You album (feels like it could have been just at home on Pete Townshends's Rough Mix album with Ronnie Lane -- have a listen and thank me later). Once I found that connection between my guitar building and pen making projects, it was inevitable that Lowcountry Guitar & Pen would become a thing.
Here are some excerpts from the lyrics, which chronicle the struggles of an artist "wondering how you'll ever count out there" and realizing the things he can never let go of -- his tools of expression -- his guitar and his pen.
The Who, Guitar and Pen
The Who, Guitar and Pen
You're alone, above the street somewhere
Wondering how you'll ever count out there...
You can walk, you can talk, you can fight
But inside you've got something to write
In your hand you hold your only friend
Never spend your guitar or your pen
Your guitar or your pen
...
When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up
When you're kicking the fence and still nothing will budge
...
Then you know in some strange, unexplainable way
You must really have something
Jumping, thumping, fighting, hiding away
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