Some have assumed that Martin Dingman is not a real person, that his name is nothing more than four syllables pasted together to sell a product. On most days we find Martin winding along a black, asphalt ribbon to his studio in the foothills of the Ozark Mountains. And we wonder ... Doesn't a man who spends his day creating magnificent leather goods belong in New York, Paris, or even Milan? Possibly. But a man has to go where his story takes him, and Martin's story has always carried him home to his wife, to his children and to his friends.
Available in Antique Tan Tumbled Glove Leather, Black Tumbled Glove Leather, and Burnt Cedar Latigo, as shown here. Also available in Dark Brown/Burnt Cedar Latigo (no image available).
