John Atkinson Grimshaw is a classic favorite of mine.
He achieves a rare blend of eeriness and warmth. His distant perspective bathes dampened cityscapes in moonlight, bringing calm to the bustling streets.
Victorian industrialized England had its fair share of grime and grit, but viewing it from afar in the glowing haze of Grimshaw’s works renders it utterly beautiful.
Human figures, if present at all, are mere shadows…tiny wraiths floating through grand space.
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SheWalksSoftly 
One response to “John Atkinson Grimshaw”
“eeriness and warmth” is the perfection description. Beautiful stuff!