As a young child growing up in Trinidad, I never dreamed of following art. My days consisted of rambunctious play and mischief. But as in all things, there are always unexpected events. My mother, sister and I moved to America where we live today. During my years of middle school, I began to draw comics–specifically anime. As shallow as it seems, my love for art started there.
I would draw for hours, completing over 300 pieces! As I began High School, my home life began taking its toll, and finally in my sophomore year I was admitted and diagnosed with an illness. There I realized how art can heal a sore soul. I began drawing, painting, and making like never before. I can safely say, that had I not had art, I would not be who I am today.