The White Guy

Paris has some quite interesting grafitti. There's a lot that looks pretty much like the stuff in LA (or, I imagine, New York) - the big graphic tagger art, obviously done on the quick with spray cans. But then there is the White Guy, as we have dubbed him. So far, we've seen him four times, the attached picture being the first. He's mostly around the neighborhood of our school, but we have found one far afield.

I wonder what his story is - or more so, I wonder about the artist that created him. But then, perhaps, the wonder is good. I hope to find more.

Happy Independence Day!