I thought I’d be an artist but the market for 8 metre abstracts during the GFC was… limited.

Seeking security and equipped with the knowledge that people will always be dying (thanks Dad), I threw down the brushes and went back to uni to study Speech Pathology before landing in radio. I know, I’m as confused as you are.

Turns out Australia wasn’t ready for a left-wing lesbian talk back radio host, so I found myself in business development. Gregarious and personable, it was a surprisingly neat fit.

I spent years winning my bosses new business, quietly wishing I was the one getting the briefs instead of writing them. So when COVID hit I did the sensible thing: enrolled in AWARD School and began my journey toward becoming a creative who earns an income.

Six years have passed, I’m ticking moderately active instead of sedentary, the world’s still on fire and yet ads still need to be made.

Right this minute I’m working with a pack of Noisy Beasts in Melbourne. Available from April to meddle professionally.

Call me, maybe?