The story of King Tut, performed in a cafegymatorium with my third grade class, was my first stage experience. However, it did not lead to me instantly catching the “actor bug.” I was terrified of school presentations, just being called on in class would send me into a nervous, nauseous melt down. Not to mention the 50 shades of tomato-red my face would turn at the slightest nod in my direction.
Eventually I grew out of it. I’m not sure when exactly. Probably somewhere between singing New Kids On The Block in my bedroom and performing skits with my sister about western saloon owners. (I’m a sucker for period work).
I'm originally from southern Ohio and I'm currently based in New York working both locally and regionally in stage and film. I’m also learning to play the banjo, which is the newest opportunity for red-tomato-face to, well, show it’s face.