Monday, January 26, 2009

In my "In Box"

Well ... maybe. Four years ago I saw your street magic on Pike Place. My brother's love for slight at hand and showmanship has made a real impression on me growing up. When I saw your performance, well it made me really happy. Infact, in my humble opinion, it was some of the best I have ever seen. I'm a little embarrest to say that I gave you peck on the cheek as thanks. All in good fun and appreciation I completley assure you. Afterwards, whenever I visited downtown Seattle I always tried to pop by Pike with a friend to show you off. Eventually I did move to Seattle, and found work at a boutique there at the market. So about once a week I would stop by your card table with a pal and the crowd and smile and ooh and awe and wonder how this and that was done, and laugh and have a good time, wishing my brother could see this. Christopher, my brother, would have like to have met you. He loved magic and was very talented in slight of hand. Sadly he passed as a young man. However, I have been writing stories and creating character types for film, auditions, and novels. I always tend to tie in people in these works that have made an impression in my life, and those I love, because I feel that the world, if they ever see any of my work, need to see or know these types of people more often, even if just adds a little more color and whimsy in their lives. And I believe the magician has a lot to offer. In this crazy world's perspective, wonderment and skill is always inspiring. So, yes, among many outlines and stories I have created, there is a special story and character in my files that is a conglomeration of my most wickedly loving brother and one Mr. Tom Frank, based on my impressions of his act. It might take forever to complete it, but it's something I enjoy to dable and work on. Naturally I will not involve any part of your act without your sole permission of course. I understand a magicians act is a sacred secret, and I don't want to cross that line. However, I wish I could, because it's such wondeful stuff!!! So there it is. I attend this note with the most respects, and apologies for it's long winded answer to your origional question. With much regards - Heather F.

Sunday, January 25, 2009

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you

You're nobody 'til somebody loves you
You're nobody 'til somebody cares.
You may be king, you may possess the world and it's gold,
But gold won't bring you happiness when you're growing old.
The world still is the same, you never change it,
As sure as the stars shine above;
You're nobody 'til somebody loves you,
So find yourself somebody to love.

The world still is the same, you never change it,
As sure as the stars shine above;
You're nobody 'til somebody loves you,
So find yourself somebody, find yourself somebody,
Find yourself somebody to love.


Conjurers Hands. 1994., originally uploaded by innovatorAU.