Stucchi

This guy’s prints feel like you’re rifling through someone’s overstuffed attic—dusty book pages, curling napkins with scribbled jokes, half-remembered street signs. He didn’t care about fine art rules; he just grabbed whatever paper was handy and drew on it. One of those finds, “H Beard Print Collection,” is a whole scrapbook of everyday faces, all cracked smiles and smudged ink. Tap it if you want to see how a print can feel like a diary page instead of a museum wallflower.