As a quirky child, whenever I got bullied for being out of sync with the norm, I escaped the trauma by fantasizing about the place where I felt safest. A happy place with just family, bright flowers, furry animals, and joyous color. A place where I could confidently share my secrets and celebrate with like minds. Growing up in my home country, there weren’t many such happy places for people that looked and expressed themselves like me. This led me to constantly infuse the escapism of my childhood in my work.