Handbuilt offset guitars from Saint Paul. Ink in the grain. Walnut in the neck. Built to be played hard, hauled to shows, and look better with a dent in them.
Fossick Builds makes guitars that look like they turned up in the right used shop at the right strange hour — weathered, rich, and a little hard to place. The trick is simple: real wood, real grain, real ink, and enough patience to let the finish do what it wants.
These are not museum guitars. They are not polished into a fake perfection. They are built to feel broken-in on day one — like a pawn-shop find, something leaning in the corner of your uncle's basement, or the kind of thing somebody swears Joe Bonamassa overpaid for because it had a story in it.
Fossick means to rummage. To search around. To find value where other people weren't looking. That's the whole shop in one word. The raw wood is the starting point. The guitar is the thing hiding inside it.
Meridian Green. The first one. Shot in Saint Paul, March 2026.
These are renderings of the next Wendigos currently in development. Each finish is built on the same offset platform — same neck, same bones, same voice — and can be ordered with P90s, humbuckers, or single coils.
Every Wendigo gets the same spine: weathered walnut neck tint, thin ink finish, oil and wax, and hardware chosen for players who care more about feel and sound than bragging rights.
P90 neck with an Alnico single in the middle and a hot single at the bridge. Sparkle, chew, and enough strange in-between magic to keep things interesting.
Dual fat humbuckers for the player who wants bloom, push, and a little swagger without losing the ghost in the machine.
Three hot single coils. All chime, all cut, all nerve. For Johnny Marr brains, jangle fiends, and people who want the amp to do the yelling.
Wendigo — $1,100
Wendigo Thinline — $1,250
Both ship set up, intonated, and strung with Stringjoys.
Built like a find. Not like a trophy.
Each model has its own permanent build journal. This running ledger is the live feed — short updates from the bench, the window, and the work stand. Quiet proof that the guitars are real and the finish takes the time it takes.
Every guitar starts as raw wood, a handful of parts, and a decision to take it seriously. This is what that looks like.
I'm a Detroit native living in Saint Paul, building guitars because I got tired of waiting for someone else to make the exact weird thing I wanted. The expensive part was never the wood. It was the patience, the sanding, the restraint, and knowing when to quit before the soul gets sanded out of it.
Fossick Builds came from a simple belief: humble materials, treated like they matter, can turn into a real instrument with a point of view. The finishes are made with fountain pen ink and India ink because they sink into the grain and age like old letters in a trunk — not like plastic.
Every guitar gets played before it leaves. Set up properly. Intonated. Lived with for a few days. And if you ding it? Fine. Good, even. These guitars are supposed to collect a life.
"Ink in the grain. Walnut in the neck. Built to feel like it's already yours."