About

Once it was called something else.
Then the letters a.t.t.a.i. were spat out of an old telephone and they sat blinking on the table for a bit.
Attai changed shape into a big rolled up ball made of graffiti, music, art, design, grit, moss and hair.
The ball got sick of painting its name, so it started painting other things, with ideas inside.

Attai lives in London and paints wherever and whenever it can.