A worldknown and quite inspired street artist introduced us to his juvenile frank world last week.
The shrewd Alec Monopoly uses sweet faces from our childhood to satire contemporary society.
Madonna didn’t show up, but still we could recognize a few privileged Parisian faces at the Chenel Gallery, where the graffitis were hanging among antic busts, exposing an interesting anachronism
I heard a woman say “look at those two men, the old sculpture, and on one on the graffiti. They are from different eras, but they seem to have the exact same anxieties.†I wouldn’t be able to describe this exposition better.
Article & Photos: Samantha Jones
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