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 ¯\_(ツ)_/

Available to meddle professionally on starts, stalls and salvages.

Let’s have a chinwag.