Stop Texting Your Fabricator. Why the “Master Stone Spec Sheet” is Mandatory.
The worst moment in an architect’s career isn’t losing a client—it’s the moment the $25,000 Calacatta Viola slabs arrive on site. Why? Because the stone is beautiful, but the veins are cut randomly, not flowing as you envisioned.
You call the fabricator. “I told you on the phone!” you scream. He replies: “You just said ‘make it look good,’ so we minimized the waste.”
In that moment, you learn a painful lesson: If it’s not written down, it doesn’t exist.
