My acting career started when I was seven years old. I performed in front of my father in our garden. It was a 2 minutes-long routine that I had rehearsed for days. The excitement was overwhelming, the showcase was good. Sadly, dad had not put the film into the camera. It was all for nothing.
Many years and hours of therapy later, having gone through a divorce, three miscarriages and a breast cancer, I set my mind that it was about time to resume my strong passion for acting. I set most of what I was doing aside and started taking as many acting classes and workshops as I possibly could (CV available on request).
On audition days I wake up happy. Hopeful to get the part if it goes well, or glad to learn a new lesson from my mistakes. Or reinforcing my attitude to endure the rejection with a smile (a couple of hours later).
I bring to my acting the enthusiasm of a teen ager, and the commitment and professionality of someone my age.
I do not have Drama School but I have 50 years of lived experiences under my belt, and contrasting emotions in my heart. Some are still raw, some can be brought to surface whenever appropriate.
They are the best tools I have in my kit, ready to be delivered. I can’t wait to embrace a new challenge on stage or on screen. I can’t wait to tell a new good story.