Jura started in 1996, in a rented corner of an old Riga workshop. One bench, one saw, and a habit of saying yes. He took the jobs nobody else wanted: small repairs, one-off cabinets, a chest for a neighbour's wedding. Every strange request taught him to look at a drawing and see the finished piece. He never lost that habit.
The floor grew. Today it holds panel saws, milling machines, edge banding and wide workbenches. A real production floor, not a hobby shop. Jura still walks it the same way. He runs a hand along every edge before a piece leaves. The machines cut faster than he ever could. The standard is still his.
The customer is the designer, and the floor is theirs.
Ask Jura what he makes and he won't say chests, or shelves, or furniture. He'll say: whatever you bring in. A sketch, a photo, a half-formed idea. He treats each one like a signed blueprint. Thirty years in, that is still the part he likes best: building something that didn't exist yesterday.