There was no singular moment. No performance or recording that changed my stars and sent me bushwhacking down this path. Somewhere between Canadian coastlines, against the edge of the Saint-Lawrence river and along the shores of the Pacific North-West; it simply began. Slow and unassuming as the the tide, I am now waist-deep.
I moved, I studied, I moved again and landed in Brooklyn, where I spend my days in music and words because that is what I love. And so now I share with you these pieces of myself in hope that they bring you closer to your own story; to tenderness and heartache; to love and stillness; to the peaks and valleys; to the sounds of your own voice.