Paulo

Born in Manchester, based in Lyon, I've been scribbling and daubing paint since the school bell dictated our every move.

I silk-screened for half a decade after university before finally taking a chance and making art. I recently celebrated the fifth anniversary of that decision and, in my tiny but comfortable apartment in the 3rd arrondissement, I have no desire to look back.

In constant disagreement with myself, the only truth I can count on is that I hate tyrants, that I can't stand injustice or insensitivity. I feel this comes through in all my paintings and illustrations, whether it's big bullies brandishing truncheons and cracking heads at a climate march, or the nerve of the likes of Richard Branson asking for financial aid from a world they trawl like an ever more bare seabed. I tend to balance all this anger with jokes, usually in the form of scribbled phrases and juvenile doodles that form the essence of my work.

The other part of my brain, the one that celebrates the world around me, is fascinated by nature, and I hope this love is evident when you look at my work in the world of animals and plants.

Painting is where I find solace, it has such power to transfer ideas from your head to a surface.

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