You've probably noticed I have a fondness for graffiti. On a walk one day, I noticed, and was a little baffled by someone's single word statement on a wall: Shoe. It wasn't political. It wasn't offensive. Or deeply meditated. Or was it? Was it a tag for a long-lost lover? A plea from a modern day Prince Charming? The only four letter word the artist could think of as the sounds of approaching sirens hastened his deed? My husband and I thought the whole thing was hysterical. We loved the idea of someone writing the word "shoe" with conviction. What could possibly compel a person to defy the law, sneak out in the dark with a can a spray paint, and boldy proclaim to all of Paris, "SHOE!" Imagine our delight when we proceeded to find no less than seven other occasions of the artist's work. It was everywhere, man. Shoe. Shoe. Shoe. It punctuated our walk like trail markers on trees, and we laughed harder upon each sighting. Regardless of the original intent, the artist caused us to squeal "shoe" several times a day for a week. I had forgotten about the images until last night, and I sifted through my photos to find them all. Convinced the graffiti had to be part of a larger work or at least a clever advertisement for something, I went a-googling. Here is what I found: Who the F*** is Shoe? The title took the words right out of my mouth. Disclaimer: I have no idea if this guy is the shoe guy, but it's promising. Anyone know?