How it all Started, Tragedy, Necessity and Passion

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Over the last four years, Cask Woodworking has been bringing custom handcrafted objects of wood to its customers. I’ve always believed in quality and investing in things that will last the test of time. Cask Woodworking was created four years ago when tragedy struck our family and something that started as an outlet has quickly turned into a passion. That journey is shared today.

How I Got Started

Shortly after Mother’s Day 2013, my brother Michael died in a drowning accident at a high alpine lake in British Columbia. This news shocked our family to the core as my brother left behind a wife and three young children. My brother was a family man and loved his wife and kids with such passion and it was this same passion that he had for his work and part of that work was mill work. My brother wasn’t necessarily a woodworker, he had a lot of tools and collected a lot as he was a millwright by trade. However when he built things, it was with quality and precision and I always admired that about him.

Not long after the tragedy, we were looking to move into a new larger house as our family was growing and at the same time we needed more furniture. My wife started looking on Kijiji for coffee tables and side tables and came across what I came to find out was an Anna White X-Coffee table. We’ve all seen it over Pinterest, Google Images, etc… everyone has built this table. When my wife showed it to me, I quickly said “I could built that”, and at that point I’ve been making things out of wood ever since.

It was at this point I started collecting tools, very much like my brother did. When I build projects, I know he’s looking down on me supporting what I do, laughing at my mistakes, and just being with me even though he’s not physically here with us today. It’s just one way I feel I can connect with him and what continues to drive my passion for building things.

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Necessity is the Mother of Invention

Now I’m not really inventing anything as the saying goes, however as I mentioned we were moving into a new house and we needed more furniture. I build the X-Coffee table but couldn’t just built it as cheaply as possible, that’s just not my taste. The corner brackets which could be cheap brackets at Home Depot wasn’t good enough. I ended up getting in touch with Shaun Cunningham of Front Step Forge and had him make me some custom brackets with nails used from the early 1900’s. It was this additional flair that gave me creative outlet that I could apply to any project.

I started making little nick knacks like iPad and iPhone holders, cutting boards, charcuterie boards, etc. My next biggest build was a barn door to block out the light from our ensuite at the new house. Made from pallet wood and steel edging, this project further solidified my need to make and it exploded from there.

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Growth and Community

Being a self taught woodworker/maker, I knew in order to grow beyond my first few projects, I needed to get around others that were better than me. Really it’s a success principal I’ve lived my whole life. I got connected with Instagram and boy was I shocked at how many amazing people were on there creating beautiful things. The maker community is one of the most diverse and friendliest communities I’ve ever been apart of online. It’s rare to find that online these days and it just seems this maker community is in a bubble of it’s own.

I’ve used this community to learn from others like Brad Rodriguez @fixthisbuildthat, Ryan MacDonald @macnwood, and of course my cousin Rob Purvis @stonecitywoodworks who has become more of a brother to me than a cousin. There are many more amazing people in this community so I highly encourage you to watch and reach out to them if you are just getting started.

What’s Next?

Continued growth, continued support of this maker community and continued making of amazing wood objects. This is a passion that I’ll carry with me until my days are done and I look forward to sharing my version of it over the years.

The bitterness of poor quality remains long after the sweetness of low price is forgotten.

— Benjamin Franklin