Strickland

Strickland spent years printing London’s daily life in the early 1900s—posters for plays, menus for tea rooms, the notice outside the doctor’s office. One afternoon he carved a whole city block into a single sheet of wood, then inked it by hand like a stamp. Why? He hated the idea that art should only live inside frames. See it for yourself: look up the 1912 print that prints the whole Strand at once; the ink still smells faintly of ink and rain.