A Wall Full of Strings (and a Little Sawdust)

Some projects start with a plan.

This one started with a guitar in a corner and nowhere good to put it.

Mark has collected guitars the way some people collect stories — each one played, loved, tuned, untuned, and picked up again over the years. Acoustic, electric, resonator. Each with its own voice. Each deserving better than a case shoved in a closet.

So we built a wall for them.

Not a store-bought rack. Not something flashy. Something right.

I designed custom guitar hangers shaped like the headstocks themselves — Gibson, Epiphone, Gretsch, Fender, Washburn — laser cut from wood, finished simply, and mounted one by one. Each hanger fits its guitar the way it should, holding it securely without stealing the spotlight.

The guitars are the stars.

The hangers just know how to behave.

There’s something deeply satisfying about seeing them lined up on the wall now. Not cluttered. Not hidden. Just present. Ready. A quiet gallery of sound waiting to happen.

This wasn’t about décor.

It was about respect — for the instruments, for the music they’ve made, and for the hands that keep picking them up.

It’s funny how often that happens around here. A small practical need turns into something permanent. Useful becomes meaningful. And suddenly there’s sawdust on the floor and a finished piece on the wall.

That’s how a lot of things get made at Matlock Farms.

Not because we needed another project —

but because something deserved to be done well.