I love the way that different artists interpret the landscape.
Maxim Peter Griffin lives in Lincolnshire, and explores the county noticing things that others might not, and renders them in a vivid style.
He is currently crowdsourcing a book through the Unbound platform, which he is called Field Notes and I've ordered a copy of the finished book.
It's currently about a third funded...
Here's the description from the Unbound website - you can tell it's my sort of thing...
Maxim Peter Griffin lives in Lincolnshire, and explores the county noticing things that others might not, and renders them in a vivid style.
He is currently crowdsourcing a book through the Unbound platform, which he is called Field Notes and I've ordered a copy of the finished book.
It's currently about a third funded...
Here's the description from the Unbound website - you can tell it's my sort of thing...
"The art of Maxim Peter Griffin attunes itself to the spirit of a place. Or is it spirits? Griffin’s is a strange, playful, stubborn kind of vision – in the best tradition of Stanley Spencer or Eric Ravilious. He animates landscape, brings pylons to life."
Tom Jeffreys, author of Signal Failure
Tom Jeffreys, author of Signal Failure
Field Notes is about looking. It is about exposure to the elements. It is about deep history and the present. It is about being present in space, a space that happens to be Lincolnshire.
Field Notes is about landscape. It is about topography and time. Chalk and flint and sea marsh. The coming and going of the sea, Neolithic farmers and the razzle dazzle of weary coastal towns. It is as much about the ghost of a mammoth as it is the scream of a jet fighter, heading east. It is about movement – the strike of a brush, the pan of a camera – flames in the woods. Each drawing is a still from a film – a film that is under constant production inside Griffin’s skull.
Field Notes is part of a tradition – it is kin with the cave painters and the antler scratchers, JMW Turner, Raymond Briggs, Alan Garner and Alan Moore – it is about taking a place and looking at it over and over again and with each looking it becomes strange and new. It is about battle fields and burial mounds, old gods and dirty water, tracer fire bouncing into the mouth of the mighty Humber. It is the biography of a territory in full colour, raging in the first light of day.
It contains Werner Herzog, sausages and mild peril.
Image copyright: Maxim Peter Griffin
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