As I look down on Victoria Harbor here in Hong Kong, I reflect on my journey here. Mine is a literal and a figurative journey. Voiceover was never in the cards for me as far as I was concerned but growing up I dreamed of a world that extended far beyond the brick apartment building across the street from my childhood home. It was a world where anything was possible and it was a world far away. Growing up in NYC you hear a lot of voices. They are voices from all over America and all of the world. Those voices come with multitudes of accents, come in various languages and reflect an array of stories from around the globe…… Read More
