Believe it or not, that picture is of my second passport photo. I was a chubby lil infant and worked hard to shred those pounds so those photos are deep in a box somewhere next to my oldest toy, a plastic armadillo I stole from my Gran’s house. The reason it’s my second passport is because I’ve been second-hand nomadic from my first year on this earth, where my family and I moved from England to America. After spending a couple years living the red white and blue life my parents decided the country wasn’t politically divided enough so they returned to England for the time being.

I have no recollection of those first couple years so I consider the first 12 years of my life exclusively British, including the choice to wear bangs. I spent half the time getting my wellies as muddy as possible, and the other half trying to hear my own voice over my siblings. See, After four years on this earth I unfortunately developed a severe case of Middle Child Syndrome (MCS) with 2 Heyworths born both before and after me. Attention was a scarce resource in my household, and my fierce desire to be seen and heard was the birth of my performance career (and probably included some of my best work).

After one less than a baker’s dozen years, my parents had had their fill of tea and rain and moved us all to Vancouver. I believed my parents weren’t as in love with the city as I was because after the better part of a year my parents announced another move, this time to Chicago. I’ve since discovered the decision was prompted by my Father’s difficultly locating employment fit enough to pay for the 7-person household. What some might describe as irresponsible risk-taking is my favorite trait I’ve inherited from my parents - the ability to take big chances on what you love. In their words, “There will always be a thousand very rational reasons not to take a big risk. If you’re always rational you’ll never experience anything.” My own artistic aesthetic is shaped from this and I couldn’t be more thankful.

After fives years Chicago came Louisville. While all my siblings were at the beginning or end of Middle/High School, I happened to be a rising Sophomore. You know, the period of time everyone is at their most socially and emotionally secure. Luckily I landed in the welcoming community of the Youth Performing Arts School, and within their university-designed program first tasted the nectar of being an acting major, meeting many artists I would later reconnect with in Los Angeles. I continued my artistic growth at Boston University’s BFA Theatre Arts program, into which I invested as much energy as I did money. I entered a naive caterpillar and emerged an older and more knowledgeable caterpillar. During my Junior year I traveled to Melbourne to study under recent National Institute of Circus Arts (NICA) Chris Carlos. In his guinea pig circus program I grew a major affinity for creative movement. I have since advocated for the safe and story-serving inclusion of circus and movement into theatre and film, which led to complete the Actor’s Gymnasium’s Professional Circus Training Program years later.

As a graduate I decided to move to the best third of the Research Triangle: Raleigh, NC. Although it served a necessary financial purpose, I formed a lasting relationship with the Burning Coal Theatre Company, performing five shows with them in my year and a half there including my first one man show. I also was discovered by the organization Models For Charity where I developed my modeling talent through events supporting charities and nonprofits. As much as I love Raleigh, I had at this point grown accustomed to the rush and hardships of a bigger city and wanted to submit myself once more to the windy city. I came just in time for the program at the Actors Gymnasium, feeding my thirst for more playful movement. I stayed after graduation, acquired representation and, to my joy, proceeded to make auditioning a weekly activity. I stayed in Chicago this time around for 3 years. I found success in my commercial work as well as a handful of independent films and web series. But as much as I loved deep dish and holding my toes next to my portable heater 9 months of the year, I was getting itchy feet to move once more. To this day I’ve never lived anywhere more than 5 years, and even that feels like a millennia.

The choice to relocate to Los Angeles was one that I have been weighing ever since I made the connection that that’s where Hollywood is. I had not a job, representation, or even a huge community waiting for me, but though channeling my parents’ impulse work I committed to diving headfirst into the unknown. Through patience, perseverance, and suffering through just a couple minor panic attacks, I’ve found a home in Fairfax, secured employment, and am seeing as much art as I possibly can. No matter where life takes me, as always I’m open and ready for another adventure. I cannot wait to see what LA can offer me, and what I can offer this glorious city.