Paul Bamforth
Oldham, UNITED KINGDOM
I specialise in painting, digital imaging and vector illustration with a view of capturing a unique way of looking at life. To complement my work I also use digital photography. More recently Ive taken up oil painting again with Manhattan and Manchester as my muse.
My work practice involves doodling the fantastical and the mundane then mixing things up a touch. This is aided by copious amounts of coffee which Ive come to see as a good friend.Since being a toddler Ive always drawn, sketched and doodled. At school I took a GCSE in art, coming out with a spectacular F. The fact I had broken my collarbone playing rugby and couldnt finish my pieces of work was deemed irrellivant by my school. I have recently come to terms with this, however Im keeping the flammable liquid and matches to hand in case I become embittered again. My youth was spent vandalising walls doing some pretty sweet graffiti pieces and a smaller part of my youth spent removing them after having my collar felt.At college in 1994 I took BTEC Foundation in Art & Design where I flirted with pretentiousness but came out OK and with a new love of paint, Photoshop and Futurism. After this I studied Graphic Design and Animation at University. Goldeneye on the N64 came close to making me fail but ultimately my film about a robot who goes off to explore an unfamiliar world triumphed.After coming back to the real world and doing real work Ive taken on more challanges, completing courses in web design, Adobe Illustrator and even a rather splended Excel Intermediate course.
The other things in my life are my three children, my wife who helps me be better at being better, cinema, food (cooking and eating of), videogames, zombies and supporting the greatest football team in the world Manchester United.Im currently working in a school in the art and design departments and teach graffiti classes to some ace children. Also I work as a community artist passing on my doodle and design skills.
Journals
The price of creativity
I got home after a long cold and very uneventfull journey yesterday. As I stepped off the bus I looked up to the sky to see the moon peeping through some cracked effect clouds and thought it looked cool. / I got in and dumped my bags and popped the kettle on ready to sit down and relax….but I’d developed an itch. / I packed up my tripod and camera. Put my coat and shoes back on and we…
