About Me

 

 Jason Pedersen

Jason Pedersen Utah

🔨Who am I?

I’m Jason Pedersen. I build things. Not just with steel, but with grit, with love, with stubbornness, and sometimes with nothing but sheer willpower.

I started Titan Forge in a garage with borrowed tools and no backup plan. Now it’s a full fabrication shop trusted by homeowners, contractors, and business owners across Utah. But my life isn’t just metal and machinery — it’s growth, pain, passion, faith, failure, and fire.

I’ve rebuilt my life from the ground up. I’m not here to hide from where I’ve been — but I’m also not here to be defined by it. This blog is part of that process. It’s not a marketing tool. It’s a mirror.

🧭 What Drives Me

I care deeply about growth — real growth. The kind that costs something.
I care about truth — not the kind that’s clean and polished, but the kind that’s lived and fought for.
I care about people — the ones who are overlooked, written off, or hurting. I’ve been all three.

I find peace in nature, especially when I’m alone in the mountains. Trail running, hiking, pushing myself until my thoughts finally go quiet — that’s where I connect with God. That’s where I remember who I am.

I don’t pretend to have it all figured out. But I know how to show up. I know how to work. I know how to build something that matters — one weld, one project, one relationship at a time.

🔧 What I Do

I run a fabrication shop, but what I really do is solve problems. I design, build, and weld custom metalwork:

  • Spiral staircases

  • Handrails

  • Structural builds

  • Sound bath instruments

  • Tiny home trailers

  • And anything else that demands precision, strength, and trust.

Every job is different. Every day is a chance to get better. And every mistake is a lesson I won’t waste.

👊 Why This Site Exists

I’ve had lies told about me. I’ve been attacked online by people who don’t know me — and don’t want to.
This site is how I fight back: not with drama, not with arguments, but with truth.
My truth.

I’m not here to win a popularity contest. I’m here to do excellent work, to live with purpose, and to build something real — even when no one’s watching.

💬 Final Word

If you’re here because you heard something about me… good.
Keep reading. Look at the work. Sit with the story.
I think you’ll find I’m not who you expected —
I’m better.

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