Catching up on the latest street art I found in the 20th Arrondissement. I'm talking about my hood...
Coats of many colors--and people, too.
The bold tones and clean, simple shapes grab my attention and hold my eye. The featureless faces allow my imagination to fill them in. To me, children and adults are innocence revealed.
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