Looking Back and Feeling Good For Once

Six years ago today I was standing inside of Princess Marie Louise Hospital in Ghana holding the hand of a young girl named Mercy.

Days later I would board a plane home. Weeks later she would die.

When I share this story, it is followed by the notion that when I returned home I determined that I “wanted to use my powers for good.”

Today, as I look back at what I’ve done since that day I find myself smiling.

The artist and entrepreneur in me will never be satisfied. It is the curse of the cre...