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Jun052009

Confessions of a Young Magician #2

OK, I will only use initials, (I'll be LH) to protect the dignified
Or I should say the presently dignified in their grown up lives. 
Here is a verbatim Face-Book exchange, after I have received a snapshot of me in the late 70's at a sewing machine stiching a gigantic, satin, (striped turquoise, teal and ultra-marine) curtain.
LH:
Just recieved the photo without a black-mail note! That's a first in years
What a crack up - I wonder what ever happened to that 564 yards of satin?
You were such a good sport. I can't believe you still talk to me. 
Actually, you don't. 
oh. well... 
Love your writing. Smart and glibby with an occasionally smarck and high giggle.
LP:
Yes, well, I spent a lot of time handcuffed in a box because of you. 
Sounds bad out of context!
LH:
Handcuffed, in a box, in a bag, in a trunk, with a costume change to make - 
No, I didn't expect much.
But you did it!- and boy does it sound strange.
To my dear LP and the special collaborators that have marched in to my manical dreams and been willing to go to these places and do these crazy things for the sake of foolishness and art and the seeking of magic, I dearly thank you for playing with me.
But I can't promise I wont go to the next impossible, and possibly embarrassing quest.

Edit: I have already been informed that this is way to obtuse to understand. At one point in time, I did a magic act that included "Metamorphosis" or the "Substitution Trunk" routine. My assistant would be handcuffed, stuck in a large tied bag, and put in a chained, padlocked packing crate, and the keys given to an audience member. I would then stand on the crate, raise a curtain above my head, and when the curtain came down, my assistant was standing on the crate, dropping the curtain, and had made a costume change - I had disappeared, and she had escaped. the keys were then obtained from the audience member, the crate opened, the bag untied and I was found in the bag, in handcuffs, also changed in to a different costume. Spectacular illusion, still can't believe we ever pulled it off, and hope that whoever now has the cuffs and curtain and accessories is using it well.

Reader Comments (5)

Aaah a performer! I knew you had greasepaint in you soul. How I would love to have seen the magic show. I am sure the Queen of Hearts was trying to find you out only to be stopped in dull conversation with the Cheschire Cat.

June 7, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterYoli

Hah! I figured it out before your explanation!

btw: "adult" and "dignified" are both things that I have only in fits and starts (small fits and starts) even at my...ahem...advanced age. I don't know who those people are who are able to call themselves either adult or dignified with a straight face, but my hat is off to them. Either that, or they're in deep, deep denial.

ps - I'd love to collaborate with you on some small level at some point. For instance, would you ever want to suggest a theme (a dream, a notion, a nightmare) and I could (attempt to) do an illustration of it? I love a challenge...and I love for an illustration of mine to be inspired by someone else. Just for fun, of course. Just if you ever felt inspired to inspire further ;)

Oh how I would love to see a collaboration between you and Maia!

June 13, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterYoli

I gave Maia an idea that I have been carrying around for many years that is beyond my skill, but should be a walk in the park for her - from there, I am going to push for some illustrations of the super hero little girl of hers (QQ) doing her magic.

June 14, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterLonnie Hanzon

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