Electric Cigar Box Banjo

As an experiment I thought it would be fun to make an electric banjo. Inspired by a stainless steel headed guitar a friend (and former professor) shared with me, I made a cast aluminum head for the banjo. A friend of mine sent me this cigar box sometime ago thinking I might enjoy making a …

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Ceramic body banjo

I thought it would be an interesting experiment to make a Gourd style banjo with a ceramic bottom rather than a gourd. The neck of this banjo is made from Kentucky Osage Orange with the pegs made of local cherry. I put two different color side dots that act as fret marker guides. White ones …

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Custom banjo for Keith Nance

This banjo was a joy and wonderful challenge to design and make. It was a commission from someone that wanted to let someone else know how much they are valued. I could work on projects like that all day. From what I have learned of Keith Nance he is a selfless father and mentor. I …

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Holly’s Dulcimer

My wife was interested in learning to play the dulcimer so this is the one I made for her. We are in central Kentucky and Dulcimers were designed and made around the region since the early 1800’s. This one is made of out of book matched Walnut for the back, Walnut sides, and an Ambrosia …

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Woman Jumping over a Stool Banjo

This banjo is one I made for myself. The fretboard image is made from selected frames of Eadweard Muybridge’s “Woman Jumping Over a Stool”. It is made by inlaying acrylic mother of pearl into Richlite (an ebony alternative). I have seen a number of instruments with heavy adornment but never one with a whole image …

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Fretless Banjo

This Banjo was custom made for John Ryster.  John was expecting a daughter they were naming Rose at the time of the build. This is the reason for the inlayed rose in the peg head and for her name in the bridge. To here John play this custom fretless banjo click HERE. Fingerboard: Brass and …

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The Father Stool

    Last summer I went to visit my Grandfather at the old family farm in Collins, Mississippi. I never grew up there but always visited, and it holds special memories for me. I always heard stories from my father of his time as a young lad and teen working on the Collins farm. A …

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