I came out of that part of the world with good bones and a high tolerance for chaos. I’ve hopped across different cities in Canada but have called Vancouver my home for the past few years. I lean deep into life’s absurdities and like to have fun along the way. I’ve been told that I’m a calming presence, I don’t get startled easily and I’m always here for a laugh.

I’m down-to-earth with an eclectic taste—history, counter-culture, and cinema nobody warned you about. The Soviet Union, the Islamic Golden Age, the Tudors, punk '77, Britpop, 80s New Wave, Agnes Varda, Troma Entertainment, Ana Lily Amirpour, Wong Kar-wai, Jon Moritsugu. The list goes on.

I spent years building my craft as a ceramicist, which sounds serene until you realize it's actually a long-term relationship with stuff breaking that occasionally produces something functional and breathtaking. I loved it. I gardened. I got dirty. I bartended. I got silly. I stayed up too late and woke up too early and spent a lot of time with my hands. I liked it that way. Still do.

Then my journey into academia came along, look—I didn't expect to fall so deep into it, but here we are. The subject matter? You’ll just gave to find out. It turns out that spending your life living on the fringes is excellent preparation for working within a field that has spent decades being underestimated. I take the my work seriously. I do not take myself too seriously. There's a difference and I think it matters.

So that's me. Former maker of fragile beautiful things, lifelong punk and academic with a passion for sex & pleasure.

Yes, I've read all the literature, yes I know the politics of it but honestly the theory comes secondary to the simple fact that human touch and connection is the most valuable thing there is and I've never been ashamed of being good at it. People come to me carrying things they can't put down anywhere else and I hold that carefully. The oldest profession exists because the oldest human needs are the most powerful—to be touched, to be seen, to be wanted, to exist in someone else's world for a moment without apology.

bell hooks wrote about love and intimacy as radical acts in a world that manufactures loneliness. Bataille wrote about eroticism as the place where the boundary between self and other dissolves. Foucault showed us that bodies and pleasure are the most contested political territory there is. And Rubin reminded us that who gets to experience that freely has always been a question of power. Heavy stuff, I know—but don't worry, I promise I'm much more fun in person. I also truly believe that the greatest equalizer in human history isn't money or power… It's just a really good kiss.

  • Unhurried and attentive

  • Playfulness at its core

  • Exploratory or educational

  • Curated to you, entirely

  • Playful when you need it, tender when you don't and feisty when you beg for it

  • Creating a space where nothing nothing is judged

  • Different abilities and 2SLGBTQIA+ safe

  • Kink and sex-positive (Always)