Little People, a Tiny Street Art Project.

Hey you! Get a tiny job!

Times got tough when Henry Bigg tossed the Littles out on their ear. Frank Little had a hard time finding work. “Who want’s to hire a 3 inch tall drill press operator?” he’d mutter into his wee glass of beer. When Lucy started being squired around town by Stuart Little, that was the last straw. “He’s a damned mouse!” Frank would roar. “At least he takes care of me and doesn’t spend all his time down at a tiny pub!” Lucy would scream back. It was an ugly, if unbearably cute, scene.