I remember growing up on the islands as an artistic child. Everyone else aspired to be a lawyer, accountant or a doctor and I was just a little artistic kid singing, dancing and painting. But then you grow older and the pressures of the world start to get to you. All of the sudden I wanted to trade my artistic passion for a desk job, because at the time and as a teen, that’s what I thought was required of me. Besides, how are you supposed to earn a living from the arts? Now,