When I was about 25 I was taught to cut letters in stone by my grandfather, Stephen Rickard, who had learnt at the Royal Academy in the 1930s and 40s. It's a very satisfying medium - the piece in the foreground was my first attempt, and it was on a bit of broken York stone (hence the choice of word). The alphabet behind is on a slab of Portland. There's something temptingly mischievous about having the ability to "set things in stone"!
I've just finished this logo for the great blues duo Ma Polaine's Great Decline
They told me they imagined that Ma Polaine was a poison-assassin at the turn of the century, which is a great basis for a brief!