STINK grew up on the streets of north London, hanging out with various gangs and low life, while all the time attending public school and being a fake. Well the school wasn't exactly public, but its was far away and compared to the other kids around town, it was all rather different.
So began STINK's decent into the confused identity he now finds himself battling with. Trying to express various contradictory feelings and emotions through his art, STINK often finds himself completely at a loss as to "What the fuck i am doing." Nether the less STINK manages to crawl his way through all his indecision's gathering strange and peculiar inspirations through his failings, misadventures and "Fuck Ups."
STINK now resides in Berlin, trying to come to terms with his latest creations and find meaning in his life.