When I finished my medical school, I had thoughts of majoring in ophthalmology surgery (eye surgery) in the US. During my electives in ophthalmology surgery in Chicago, I met an ocularist who ‘woke up’ this dream. When I visited his workshop, he made a fatal mistake that woke up this dream forever not to sleep again. He gave me two prosthetic eyes, that I looked at, touched and felt like a kid who has just got a new toy, every other day on my work desk. A few years down the road after tasting the ‘medical water’ of Ugandan healthcare system. I looked for some specialty that is lacking in the medical fraternity. I packed my bags and went back to the USA to get this skill in ocularistry. Flying through in so many US states learning different techniques. My whole world was in Just two bags. I must say it felt good being be a modern-day Gypsy and at the same time a minimalist. From Rome, NY, down to Chesapeake, Virginia, escaping hurricane Michael to Hamburg, upstate New York and now back to Uganda to bring this rare to skill to the people that need it. Many have lost an eye and just need a boost in self-esteem with this custom paintwork and where artistry meets medicine, ironically all done by a doctor.