About
Authentic casting: I’m Australian-American. I’m Jewish. I’m the child of an immigrant. I’m white and I use she/her pronouns. I don’t identify as having a disability.

Growing Up
I grew up in Denver, Colorado and Brisbane, Australia.
I absorbed my parents' passion for travel, social justice, multiculturalism, creative adventures, and the importance of art as the center of a healthy society.
Broken Box Mime Theater
I discovered mime as an undergraduate at Tufts University, and I remain inspired by this limitlessly expressive medium. Now a steadily growing nonprofit, Broken Box Mime (BKBX) regularly produces original work in NYC and our touring shows take us across the country. Our education wing teaches body positive physical theater-making in preK-12 public schools as well as universities and professional settings.




Acting Training
MFA Acting: Rutgers Mason Gross School of the Arts
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My training includes two full years of Meisner, Fitzmaurice Voicework, Williamson Movement, and year-long classical acting residency at Shakespeare's Globe in London.

Teaching
My teaching and theater-making practices share one aim: to activate collective imagination. These are live, collaborative acts that challenge us to pay attention, take risks, build connection, and imagine otherwise.
I teach like I make theater—with presence, curiosity, and a central belief in ensemble. I draw on the tools of the stage—embodiment, metaphor, improvisation—to spark empathy and inspire new thinking.
My goal isn’t to perform knowledge, but to co-create spaces that foster transformation and truth-telling. I aim to cultivate conditions under which discovery can happen, together.
I have a Masters degree in Urban Education and have taught full-time in public, private, and charter schools, including two years in the School District of Philadelphia. Yes, Abbot Elementary gets it pretty spot on!
​I currently teaching & developing body-centric storytelling curriculum for neurodiverse students in NYC Public Schools.
A Big Transition
I have yet to find words sufficient to describe the impact my mother's death has had on me, let alone sum up the gratitude I have for her life. I made this collage in grad school when we were prompted to share a representation of our "inner life." The text is a quote from Cheryl Strayed's Tiny Beautiful Things.
