STORYTELLING
"Why don't you write? Write! Writing is for you, you are for you. Your body is yours, take it! "
This quote from 'The Laugh of the Medusa' by Hélène Cixous is, in many ways, the anthem of my writing. It was the spark that lit the fire under me, the call to write, and to stop, as Cixous says, “writing in secret.” Publishing these essays is an act of both salvation and liberation. I write because writing is my first love. My Substack is also a devotion ~ a move away from the quick-fix dopamine hits of Instagram, toward a slower, more intentional space of gathering.
I vow to post one essay each month.
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ACTING
Agent: Limited Edition
Training: The Actors Foundry, AMAW Global, Act Cape Town Film Academy.
Special Skills: Advanced AIDA Freediver (5-minute underwater breathhold), Yoga Instructor, Horse Rider, Rock Climber, Dancer, Singer (2-octave range, Alto).
Languages: English (Native), Afrikaans (Conversational)
Accents: RP British, Afrikaans, Standard American
RECENT CREDITS:
A KNOWING | Role: Co-lead | Director: Jazzara Jaslyn | 2021
TRAILER
'THE RISE OF THE FEMININE'
Self (Interviewee) & Narrator (Voiceover) | Medicine Festival Films
SHOWREEL
ACTING SHOWREEL 2025 | Directed by Tamryn Speirs | Edited by Christie Iris | Co-Actor: Ali Tanguy | Scenes from A Knowing, Girls & Rabbit
MUSE (model)
As in Muse from the ancient Greek Mousa: goddess of the arts and inspirer of creation ~ I live as both canvas and catalyst. I embody the feminine as a living expression: not to be consumed, but to be awakened.
Not as object, but as presence.
This space I inhabit, as once a “model,” is one I have now reclaimed from performance into power.
It has become a devotional site of self-expression and soul liberation.
In offering myself to be seen in this way, I do not just pose.
I serve as signal.
Through shape and frequency, I become a vessel for what wants to be known.
What if beauty, especially the beauty of women, became a form of activism?
What if revering Her body was a way back to revering Earth’s body?
This is the lens I offer.
To honour form not as fantasy, but as living truth.
To remember that the feminine, in all her expressions, is not here to be exploited.
She is here to be resurrected.
KELP WOMEN
By Photographer & Environmental Activist: Natalia Karpushenko
Behind The Scenes Footage:
This shoot was a living study in how to embody grace under extreme conditions. Visionary artist Natalie gathered a circle of wild mermaid women to enter the freezing Atlantic waters of Cape Town. Together, we learned how to hold our breath and trust one another to be in position long enough to bring the vision to life.
For me, it was an honour to merge my worlds as both freediver and muse. After the group shoot, Natalie, her partner, and I returned to the ocean to explore more intimately, playing with shapes, surrendering to the kelp forests, and discovering the body as one with its surroundings.
I later wrote about these freediving adventures, and share here a passage from that piece:
“Freediving has activated my instincts and awakened me to subtle sensations and a deeper self-awareness.
When we are not living in our bodies, we are floating above them, in our minds, apathetic to the horrors around us. Numb to the cries of our bodies, our human families, our lands, oceans, and fellow living beings.
Believing ourselves separate from the living continuum to which we belong.
May this be a reminder to go a little deeper. To experience the depths of your own being and the majestic, mythical oceans beneath you. When we come home to our bodies, we come home to the body of this planet we get to call home...”
Freediving has become a mythical roadmap for how I approach my mentorship journeys. To learn more, head to mentorship here.
SODWANA
Freediving trip to Durban, by Nicola Katie
During my first freediving trip, my dear friend Nicola took these images. To me, they capture the deep peace that experience represented, a coming home to the waters, and to the mermaid myth I’ve always carried in my body and bones. Beneath the surface, I found the safest place I’d ever known. A quiet, still world filled with wild beings — untamed, yet somehow so familiar in their majestic otherness.
