This is the story of an unruly high school student who discovers his first spray can and a love for using it on walls. As Antoine Martinet matured into Mioshe, he is somewhat the miniature version of Jérôme Bosch, the enfant terrible of street art, a demiurge of a whimsical world sprawling with attractive satyrs.
Collaborating with the B2M collective, Mioshe leaves his pictorial mark in the streets of Nantes before heading to the School of Fine Arts in Rennes for three years. There his passion for epidermal drawing is perfected, and he becomes an illustrator of multiple facets, even participating in workshops with the inmates of the Vezin prison in Rennes. With his instinct-like imagination, his works are one of a kind.