Cap on his head and hood over, Théo sets off on an adventure.
Every day is one.
His fanny pack hangs around his waist.
His backpack contains an anthology of markers of all colors.
“Markers and squeezers,” he explains.
That's all this 24-year-old Parisian, born in Brussels (Belgium) and adopted by the City of Lights when he was a young boy, needs.
On this spring morning, he plunges into the streets of the 17th arrondissement, looking for a surface on which to express his talent.
We enter with him into rue Vauvenargues.
At the foot of a tree, two objects catch the artist's eye.
A mirror decorated with glass and an old, dilapidated suitcase, which no longer seems to close.
The young man takes out his ammunition, one blue, one black, and begins to customize them.
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