Beautiful creep with a rusty head of hair and a gritty interior. Born in Minnesota to a graphic designer and a guitar player, I come from a long line of artists. Repping both Minnesota and South Dakota means I don’t honk while driving, I wear jeans hiking, I lie as a joke, and know Sunday is my favorite day of the week (less because of the lord and more because it’s half price day at the thrift stores).

 

Having grown up surrounded by expressive and eclectic personalities, I am taken by the offbeat; I love oil in dirt, singed hair, billowing smoke, blood on rock, teeth marks in skin, the list could go on. I appreciate gritty films and filmmakers that have a texture, from Prisoners to No Country for Old Men, David Lynch to Fincher. Deep joy comes from the full-bodied laughter given to me by classic comedies like Young Frankenstein.

 

Now based primarily in NYC, I am immersed in my acting training and am on a mission to never return to food service.