New postcard pack!
Support Share The Word Project by grabbing these on my online store. Pack of 12 postcards of murals painted around the world on Share The Word Project. On the back of each postcards, read about the story behind the mural, the person who chose the word and where the mural was painted. We ship worlwide to countries with a running postal service.

Each pack is identical. Printed in Italy.


Just completed this 7-floor staircase in an office building in Paris!
Which one’s your favourite ?

The aim of the project is to get people to use the stairs more than the lift, by making the stairs a lot more interesting and attractive than the lift!
It was all painted freestyle and freehand using spray paint, and it took me a whole month.


Lakhan is a friend I made while living and working in the slum of Phule Nagar in Mumbai. He was deaf and dumb, didn’t know sign language and couldn’t read or write. He was my neighbour, we used to hang out all the time, and do drawing sessions in exercise books in the evenings. Communication was made of smiles, the odd hand gestures and facial expressions. But I think what he understood from me the most were the colours and patterns I painted in my murals. He used to spend a lot of time looking at them and smiling at me. Since Lakhan knew no words of any kind, I couldn’t ask him for a word to paint, and this was a little frustrating. When I left India, I told myself that one day I’ll still paint a wall for him, even if he can’t choose a word.

So I just decided to paint his name on this wall, and the whole composition and colours scheme is inspired by the time we shared together in Mumbai. I’ve just sent this picture to people in the slum who will show it to Lakhan! I hope he’ll like it, and I hope that someone will find a way of “telling” him that I wrote his name on a wall of my city. But even if he doesn’t understand that, i’m pretty sure the colours will talk to him in a way he’ll appreciate.

Seb Toussaint X S.M.Caen

Stade Malherbe Caen x Seb Toussaint collab! Go and grab my t-shirts, scarves, maks and footballs on !

I’m honoured that the football club I’ve been suporting since I was 10 asked me to design merch for the fans! I used similar patterns to those I painted on the stadium walls a year ago, and incorporated symbols and coats of arms which the community identifies with.

Thank you to the players Anthony Weber, Benjamin Jeannot, Nicholas Gioacchini @nsg___7, and former striker Malik Tchokounté @malik_mt9 for being great models! Thank you to @voydieaurore for the pictures! And of course massive thanks to my club @smcaen !


Maria chose the word “Rispetto” (Respect). Maria’s was born here and has lived here her whole life. She’s seen this street go from being very lively with many families, to being semi-abandonned like the rest the town. 10 years ago @andreabartoli__ started buying houses here to create an art center : the Farm Cultural Park. Since then the street has become filled with art, visitors and all sorts of events. She is very glad that things have changed in this way since it’s bringing back much needed life!

She chose the word “Respect” because it describes how families used to live here when she was young, in the 40s and 50s. She wants to pass this word on to the younger generation because living together is all about RESPECT!


Paola chose the word “Fede” (Faith) and told me that her faith in the lord has helped her through all the difficulties she’s had to face during her life. She lives in a house surrounded by abandonned homes in a low-income neighbourhood of the low income town of Favara. She keeps her smile on face and has faith in the future.

I tried shadings on this one by making the spray can spit the paint out in a specific way.


Alferdo, 13 years old, chose the word “Amicizia” (friendship). He lives in a largely abandonned neighbourhood of Favara populated by a few local families and African refugees. He told me that the best thing about his life is that he has friends with who he plays and cycles around the neighbourhood. Abandoned houses, ruins and empty streets are both a sad sight and a great playground.


Muftah, a Ghanaian refugee chose the word “Life”. He was working in Libya when the war started and had to flee. He couldn’t go back to Ghana because sub-saharan Africans who move south from Libya regularly get robbed by the Libyan and Nigerien police since it’s understood that they have made money. So he migrated to Europe, embarking on a small boat with 280 other refugees from all over Africa. He got to Sicily and has been working in fields picking olives, oranges, lemons, etc… In Favara, many refugees like Muftah squat abandoned houses, in particular in this neighbourhood nicknamed “Beiruth” .

He told me that you can be rich and then loose everything, material things are of little importance. The most important isn’t to run after wealth but to care about your life.