Miss. Tic has dropped ‘wall art’ and will no longer bomb its ‘heart words’. She left this Sunday, May 22, following a long illness, at the age of 66. Since the mid-1980s, this street artist has been scouring the streets of Paris in red and black with her stencil poems and her silhouettes more Manara than Jeanne Mas.
Parisian Titi born in 1956 in the 10th arrondissement of a Tunisian father and a Norman mother who died prematurely, it was finally in the Latin Quarter and then the North-East of Paris, rather than in the upscale neighborhoods, that she learned to playing cat and mouse, first with the cops, then, following a flagrant offense at the end of the 90s, with shopkeepers who love urban poetry and who will offer them their doorsteps and a bit of tranquility .
Radhia became Miss. Tic in the mid-80s, after returning from a three-year trip to the United States and Central America where she saw the rise of the hip-hop wave, discovered graffiti and mural painters. At that time, in Paris, the hour was for Free Figuration, the students of Fine Arts took their paintings out into the street, discovered the spray and the stencil. Their names are Jef Aérosol, Nemo, Jérôme Mesnager or the Ripoulin brothers. Miss. Tic, rare woman in the middle, will be one of them.
All femininity outside
Without ever trying to outdo her fellow night owls and mandibles, Miss. Tic, which borrows its name from the little witch who tried to steal Scrooge’s favorite penny without ever succeeding, leads her poetic and, basically, very feminist guerrilla warfare. “Whore and rebellious”, as she tags it on the occasion of a Women’s Day, she puts herself on the stage, bare breasts and jet black hair, ironically in garter belt “I will be your bitch”, challenges the “France of fishnet stockings”, campaigns for “the tax on misfortune” and tackles, all femininity outside, “the masculine prevails… but where?”
“Neither quite relevant to the history of street art, nor quite to that of graffiti”, for street art specialist and exhibition curator at the Palais de Tokyo Hugo Vitrani, Miss. Tic is apart: “she represents a poetic vein of street art, with her puns put into drawings.” If his urban poetry has not really made school, it is basically more on the side of the Femen and the splicers that one could look for his descendants. A feminist before MeToo.