Hi! I’m so glad you’re here!

In second grade, I found an injured mouse on the sidewalk and brought it home. After several very firm handwashes, I built what I believed was a state-of-the-art recovery center: a plastic container and a few carefully chosen leaves. For three days, I sat in school thinking about that mouse, certain it would survive, and certain I was Cinderella with my own Gus Gus.

What I didn’t know then was that I was rehearsing: learning how to make a small space where something fragile could rest and recover. Something to call home.

That instinct still guides my work today. Through stage management, design, directing, and performance, I try to create rooms where people feel safe enough to risk something real. That mouse only had a plastic box and a few leaves. But it was prepared with care. It said: You can heal here.

That’s what I hope my work offers, too.

So take a look around. Get comfortable.
And welcome home!