Meet Our Maker

Hi, I’m Jeremy.

My story with crochet began when I was about ten years old, sitting beside my grandmother as she tried to teach me the basics. I wish I could say I was a natural, but I was not.

As a kid, I was restless and would have preferred running around outside or swimming in a pool instead of sitting with yarn and a crochet hook. My grandmother introduced me to crochet, but I just didn’t have the patience for it back then.

Many years later, the world slowed down.

When COVID lockdowns happened, I started thinking about crochet again. One day, I asked myself a simple question: Would I be any good at it now?

So, I picked up a hook and tried again. This time, something clicked.

What used to feel frustrating started to feel steady and familiar. My hands slowly remembered what my grandmother had taught me years ago. One stitch turned into a row, then a project, and soon, another project followed.

Six years later, after making countless beanies, miles of scarves, and what seems like acres of blankets, I’m still here, crocheting.

Crochet has become much more than a way to pass the time. For me, it is a way to preserve a family tradition while creating useful, lasting pieces for other families.

Every item starts with my own two hands. I pick the fibers, make every stitch, shape each piece, and finish all the details myself. There’s no factory line or machine making dozens of identical pieces.

The process is slow, careful, and very personal to me.

Since every piece is handmade, each one has its own small differences. The fibers might act a bit differently, the tension can change, and colors may look softer or richer depending on the light.

These details aren’t flaws—they’re part of the story.

They remind you that someone sat down with a hook and yarn and made each piece, one stitch at a time.

A Family Tradition, Continued

Why Ottawa Bluffs?

The name Ottawa Bluffs is rooted in my family’s history.

My family is from Ottawa County, Oklahoma, and my mother grew up on the bluffs above the Spring River.

The name honors both parts of my story: my grandmother, who first gave me a crochet hook, and the homestead where my mother grew up.

It ties the work I do now to the people and places that came before me.

That connection matters to me.

I don’t crochet to follow trends or make as much as I can. I do it because it keeps me connected to my family, to tradition, and to the value of making something carefully by hand.

Made Slowly. Made to Last.

There is a rhythm to crochet that cannot be rushed.

Every piece is made from hundreds or even thousands of stitches. Each stitch builds on the last, and each row slowly becomes part of something bigger. That process is what I love most.

I love seeing simple materials turn into something useful, like a warm hat, a cozy scarf, or a blanket that might one day rest on a family’s favorite chair.

I hope the pieces I make are not treated as temporary things.

I hope they’re used, loved, washed, carried, shared, and kept. I hope they become part of daily life. Maybe, over time, they’ll even have stories of their own.

From My Hands to Your Home

I still think about that restless ten-year-old boy who could not wait to escape the chair and get back outside.

He didn’t know that the lesson he tried so hard to avoid would stay with him.

My grandmother gave me the start. Life gave me a chance to come back to it. Now, I’m lucky to carry that tradition forward, one handmade piece at a time.

I’m Jeremy, and I make each piece slowly, with care, and by hand.

Thank you for letting my work become a small part of your family’s story.