I grew up on a farm. Of course, I have to mention, it was an avocado farm in San Diego California, definitely not your traditional image. I grew up thinking I was going to be in the science field– an Egyptologist (thanks, Indy), then a rainforest ecologist, then anything that would let me travel to remote places where I could look at bugs and animals. That all changed when I saw a Jethro Tull concert and then started playing the flute around the fourth grade. I quickly picked up the guitar as well and fell in love with the idea of being a rock star. I spent my free time split between music, the beach, and making up loads of imaginary characters and acting out their stories, but acting never seemed like a possible career to me. It wasn’t until the final semester of my senior year at university that I finally tried ‘acting’. I was afflicted with Bell’s Palsy my final semester and I thought, ‘I can’t do too much musically, why not try an acting class’? I mean, half my face is numb and paralyzed but you don’t need to use your face to act right? Anyway, despite arguing with the teacher over what it really meant to walk over shards of glass and through make believe jello and almost getting kicked out of class, we were given monologues for and end of semester performance. I remember nearly pissing myself as I walked out on to stage, a few (well, way more than a few) shaky breaths, and then absolute focus and presence. By the time the lights came up, I’d fallen in love and decided that was what I was doing for the rest of my life. A few years later, I moved to Los Angeles to act and play music, met a girl and followed her to perform in a fringe festival in New Orleans, then together we moved to New York City so I could study, and she could perform in theater. The years flew by with countless hours of studying and performing until we eventually moved back to where it all began in California and have continued to work in the industry since.