Born in Vancouver, raised in Langley and landing in Deep Cove, Jim and his wife have set roots in North Vancouver where the land feeds his passions of mountain biking, hiking, and paddle boarding. Oh, and let’s not forget hockey. Of course, all of these passions are often put on the back burner as any free time he has goes first to spending “animal” time with his twin boys and his two dogs.
Jim Smith is the founder of Smithwood Builders, a management company that is the locus of design and construction. He has project managed award-winning renovations and new builds for over 10 years. Since earning a degree in project management in 2007, Jim has led a dynamic career establishing and implementing an innovative, principled approach to project management. His success stems from an early introduction to home building as a young buck framing houses and working his way to building homes from the ground up, always with a tool belt on. The last 20 years he has focussed on IT, PMP and education in all things construction. His knowledge in how quality homes are built and how successful projects are run make him unique in the construction industry. A more detailed version of his bio can be found here at https://www.linkedin.com/in/jsmith11/.
The term “magic of three” is used in many instances from design features to writing rules. At Smithwood Builders they use it to refer to the client, builder and architect relationship. For a positive experience and a successful outcome all involved must be in unison. A process that starts with a client’s idea and leads to an architect’s or designer’s vision, finishes with a builder’s execution. The three are always in communication. Should a problem arise a solution will be found. No finger pointing, no taking sides, no one being ignored. Only thoughtful, helpful and valuable communication from client, designer, and builder are welcome.
At dawn when rowboats drum on the dock and every door in the breathing house bumps softly as if someone were leaving quietly, I wonder if something in us is made of wood, maybe not quite the heart, knocking softly, or maybe not made of it, but made for its call.
Of all the elements, it is happiest in our houses. It will sit with us, eat with us, lie down and hold our books (themselves a rustling woods), bearing our floors and roofs without weariness, for unlike us it does not resent its faithfulness or question why, for what, how long?
Its branchings have slowed the invisible feelings of light into vortices smooth for our hands, so that every fine-grained handle and page and beam is a wood-word, a standing wave: years that never pass, vastness never empty, speed so great it cannot be told from peace.
Essay on Wood – by James Richardson (The New Yorker)