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Born in south London at an early age, I always knew that I wanted to be a scientist. It was my immense and monumental failure to reach a sufficient level of mathematical excellence that led me to take up art and bury my childhood memories of failure deep into my subconscious, ready for examining at a later date to fuel the fires of my imagination. Ultimately, university was to be the place where my talents would be nurtured and fed, bringing a new dimension to my work and my understanding of aesthetic perfection. Due to financial restraints, this dream was never fulfilled, and I had to learn my trade in a shack lit by the moon reflecting off of my tears, while working in sweatshops with lentils as my only sustenance.

After breaking my piggy bank and spending my immense personal fortune opening a record store in the late 90s, I realised that it wasn't the money-spinner I'd imagined, so I packed my belongings into a rag on a stick, ventured into the sneaker world and co-founded the rather spiffing Crooked Tongues while battling my arch nemeses. I then moved to Tokyo for a while where I planned on setting up my headquarters for world domination. Unfortunately my plans were thwarted, and I was forced to move back to London to ply my trade as a designer and illustrator.