Eduardo Nunes

I was born in 1987 in Covilhã, Portugal, to a middle class factory worker and an administrative assistant.

Actually, I was supposed to be the son of a musician and a police woman, but I soon learned life takes unexpected turns. At the age of six, I was convinced I was meant to be a newspaper reporter. I used to lay for hours in front of the TV during news broadcasts, taking notes of whatever topics I thought were the most important. At the age of nine I was so into it that I decided to start producing my own handwritten newspapers, with help from my mother, who had privileged access to a photocopier. When my parents got a computer, in 1998, I thought I finally had everything I needed to turn my hobby into a full-time franchise. But while I sat there, typing my now-weekly newspapers in Microsoft Word, I found myself obsessing less and less over the content and more over its structure, the typography and rhythm of the text, and the visual narrative those silly little photographs and illustrations told throghout the paper. I didn't call it any of that, obviously, nor was I any good at it, but the passion was there.