IT WAS THE ACADEMIC YEAR 1976-77…

…I was studying psychology, and a several months long confrontation with Pawlow’s dog had slowly made my drooling stop. The motto, “all that is unmeasurable must be made measurable” was the signal for me to stop dealing with the human soul on a scientific basis. Or, as Bob Dylan would have said: “[it put] a corkscrew to my heart”.

I decided to fill wooden bodies with life and soul instead.

Violin-making is an attractive profession for me because you can combine intuition with craftmanship. Although technology is getting more and more important in this profession, violin-making still has a very mystic connotation. Of course, the instrument itself shows “measurable” values, but these values say nothing about the soul of the instrument or its affinity to its musician.

Every instrument that leaves my workshop is definitely one of a kind.

A unique individual – with plenty of soul.