Theatre has always had a hold on me—whether it’s a gripping play, a musical, or anything that breathes life into stories on stage. But it wasn’t until my Creative Writing degree that I dipped my toes into playwriting properly. Discovering how words shift when spoken, performed, embodied—it opened up a whole new layer of storytelling that I instantly fell in love with.

That love deepened last May during the Springboard Festival at the Criterion Theatre, where I took on my first acting role since high school in Fcking Feminists* by the brilliant Rose Lewenstein. Stepping onto that stage wasn’t just a return to performance—it was a realisation. Up until that point, I believed my voice in the arts existed only through writing. But being in the cast, collaborating in rehearsals, and becoming part of something bigger than myself made me realise I could contribute to powerful work in more than one way.

Fcking Feminists* became a turning point for me. The play explores themes of identity, womanhood, and intersectionality—topics that sit right at the core of who I am and what I stand for. Being part of a project that tackled such urgent, messy, necessary conversations was the kind of work I always wanted to be involved in. And it lit a fire in me—not just for performing, but for producing and building the spaces where these stories can be told.

It was during this show that I found my love for the production process—the late-night rehearsals, the shared adrenaline, the collective vulnerability, and the pure magic of watching words become flesh. It’s miles away from any 9-to-5 I’ve ever done. This experience didn’t just affirm my place in theatre—it expanded it. And that’s when I realised: I don’t just want to tell stories. I want to make them happen.