It was a sunny morning in May 2001, I was 20 and sitting on Bournemouth beach trying to think of an excuse to get out of my 10am interview at what is now Arts University London.
I had already had interviews at most of the London art schools and a few others around the country, but none felt right. I called the receptionist at the university and apologised that my train from London had been cancelled and I was stuck at Waterloo Station. The receptionist had enough time to say “but I can hear waves and seagulls in the background, are you on the beach?” before the line went dead. It must have been something about the sea air that stirred a gut feeling that this wasn’t the right path for me, although I didn’t know what the right path would be.
That evening, I went home and told my parents what I’d done. During the following conversation Mum suggested stonemasonry. She had grown up in Winchester and had been friends with the masons that worked at the cathedral. My great grandfather sang in the cathedral choir and had taken her in as a child to sit in the choir stalls while he sang. Her father had a building firm, The Webb Bros in Winchester and had worked on many of the local churches. Me and my sister used to love climbing in his dusty blue pick-up truck while he drove around proudly showing us the work that he’d done around the town and neighbouring villages. My paternal grandfather in Yorkshire had a garage full of wood and tools and would set simple carpentry projects to keep us busy when we went up there to visit them. It was at this point in the early 2000s I set my sights on working as a stonemason at Winchester Cathedral, a building that my family have grown up with and love.
Stonemasonry offered a vocational option for somebody practically and creatively-minded and I found the Architectural Stonemasonry Course at Weymouth College in the UCAS book and enrolled. Over the two-year course we learnt how to work architectural details in stone – ball finials, tracery and mouldings as well as geometry and geology, and the importance of working to 1mm tolerances.
Following the course, I was offered a job with the Cathedral Works Organisation (CWO), a restoration company based in Chichester and London which is sadly no more. In my interview, their only prerequisite seemed to be that I didn’t have a criminal record. I told them that I had a caution for ‘fishing without a licence’ and they laughed.
At 22, I moved to London and worked on their sites there. A day on a masonry site is like a team building exercise. How will we move that stone that weighs half a ton from here to there, and then get it up onto there? Just doing that involves problem-solving, using simple mechanical aids (levers, pulleys, fulcrums, made up from bits of wood and scaffold tube found lying around), communication, co-ordination of movements, physical exertion, and paramount, an awareness of your teammates’ safety. You have their safety in your hands most of the day, and yours in theirs. This environment builds bonds and trust quickly. The banter that goes along with it teaches you how to laugh at yourself and how to not take life too seriously. There is a book called Stone Mad written by an Irish stonemason, Seamus Murphy, which describes this environment perfectly and far better than I can.
Countless people have helped me along the way but the four that stand out are Adam Stone, Jack O’Brian, Matt Pullen and Glen Daley. Adam was the director of CWO (now director of Chichester Stoneworks) and has continued to act as a mentor for me to this day. Jack and Matt are both masons who I worked with as a mason’s mate. They taught me the importance of having pride in your work, your workplace, and most importantly your tools and other people’s tools. Glen was a site foreman, and one of the best managers I have had, striking the balance perfectly between authority and friendship.
When we were working on the restoration of St Georges Chapel, Windsor Castle, where I met students from The City & Guilds of London Art School (CGLAS). They had been carving grotesques and were on site fixing their creations into the building. This was the art school I had been looking for some eight years previously. The three years I spent at CGLAS were the best three years of my life. Diane Magee taught an incredible and pivotal life-drawing course that ran alongside the Historical Stone Carving Diploma for the full three years. Kim Amis taught portraiture in clay, and mould making. There were a number of practicing professionals who each taught a day a week in their discipline, letter carving and design, and architectural stone carving and it was led by the course leader, an incredible mason and sculptor, Nina Bilbey. After my graduation, CGLAS took me on as a part-time technician for a year, and then as a part-time tutor, which I did alongside freelancing in London.