The way I see it, deciding to be an artist is sort of like deciding to move to Montreal. In theory, it seems like a wonderful, brilliant idea. The city is beautiful, full of culture and art. The food is amazing. The festivals are world-renowned. People sip coffee in quaint little cafes, and have picnics of wine, baguette, and cheese in the park (It’s not just a stereotype. We really do that!) What a fabulous idea, moving to Montreal!