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Maxim Beeching
Atlanta, Georgia

If you can see it, you can draw it.

About Maxim

I am a mixed-media, Atlanta-based studio artist attracted to the rough, rugged, and raw side of life. I see raw beauty in the elements of humanity that are often discarded and overlooked.

I combine photography, sculpture, and painting in order to fully convey this point. I believe it is my personal task to dissect, examine, and reveal the true beauty of these elements for everyone to see and appreciate.

Once I got to the Lamar Dodd School of Art at UGA, I soon realized that my artistic potential extended far beyond the photography I’d come to study. I fell in love with it all: painting, ceramics, woodworking, metalwork, video, and performance art. I grew up in Atlanta, and put some of the South into everything I create.

Stories by Maxim

Talkin’ Deep-Ass Shit | Tagging and bagging with T-Gray
Talkin’ Deep-Ass Shit
Tagging and bagging with T-Gray

“Let’s spark this shit.”

In Hem We Trust | Dance in a drum circle of pain
In Hem We Trust
Dance in a drum circle of pain

The hippies hoot and holler, dance barefoot around the flames, and generally enjoy themselves. We’re standing on the outskirts, drinking cans of PBR. Wes is littering.

The Hemingway Chronicles: Bullet For A Brick | Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut
The Hemingway Chronicles: Bullet For A Brick
Mama told me never stop until I bust a nut

“Where the money at?” The ringleader walks around the back of the couch, letting the barrel of the gun drag across the tops of the cushions and brush against our shoulders. The cold steel scares the shit out of me.