The London stock brick is an unlikely icon: it is unassuming, unrefined, pock-marked and crinkled like aged skin. Its surface is mottled, with earthy hues daubed grey or black by the smog of industrial London. Because of its handmade quality the contours of each brick are irregular, and no two are the same. This ubiquitous object is the physical residue of a London era, testament to the fire, mud and human sweat that forged the stock-brick landscape of Georgian London.
The Secret History Of The London Brickby Joyce Dixon
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