If you have followed my blog for a while, you won't be surprised by the title of this piece. If not, have a look at "Art urbain" #1, 2 & 3. Somebody sticked paper eyes in the streets, there were no signature and they disappeared - some stickings last longer, as those of Sunny Jim, Al Sticking and Cleps. Here are some new versions...
Here's a soundtrack idea for a documentary on the authors:
There also are some faces. The stencilled portrait is quite moving. It reminds you from boys of the past, an old identity card or wanted notice.
Another stencil... It is hard to identify the man, but there is something of Jacques Tati, maybe because he seems to be smoking...
This profile always reminds me of Tati, too, though it is certainly a personnal version of Lucky Luke... The window pane belonged to a shop of the children brand 'Interdit de me gronder' (defense to scold): parents don't have enough humility and wit to laugh about their authority problems, and how could they have some...
Researcher is a dream job. I never thought Tati had met Brando.
Walls have faces. You might help me finding others, and finding the models. This one reminds me Claude Van Damme. It didn't seem to be signed, contrarily to the following faces.
Ok, the next face has nothing to do with JCVD, as wide as his filmography and acting range can be. Who could it be? Brejnev? Khroutchev?
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