Paint me a picture in Paris

I had noticed this cute little guy in my neighborhood.

Then, walking up towards the ninth arrondisement, I came across him, which made me giggle.

And then you start looking around, and there are “street people” everywhere.


Along with the more mainstream but no less creative street art.


I have mixed feelings about it. It’s fun and arresting, and it is art. But it’s also defacement and not a little bit disrespectful.