For a long time it was called something else…
Then the letters a.t.t.a.i. were spat out of an old phone and they sat there 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 hidden inside.
Attai lives in London and paints whenever and wherever it can.