The Lone Wolf and I like to walk over to the Parc de Belleville and look out across the horizon of Paris. Just so you know: I'm not sure I've ever seen the sky crystal clear. There is a haze of smog that hangs over the City of Light, more or less muddying the air that used to seem cloudless and bright when I lived in the 2nd Arrondissement. And, yes, it's Paris, after all. Often, the sky is cloudy and harboring rain.
On this spin around our neighborhood, I found some new kids in town--new graffiti that had sprouted since I'd wandered over this way.
Since I have lived in the 20th Arrondissement, I've taken photo after photo of smashing graffiti that I haven't published yet--though I will. Instead, I'll start with the latest:
The Lady of The Dance
Power Up (Photo by Beth Arnold)
The Noses Know (Photo by Beth Arnold)
A Serious Man (Photo by Beth Arnold)
Do these images click with you?
How do you feel about grafitti?
One thing that must be true: It nurtures the souls of the artists who create it. And for that, I will say, amen.
---Beth Arnold in Paris