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David Thiel Inner circle Western Canada...where all that oil is 4011 Posts |
I was in Hawaii a long time ago. I happened across a magic shop in the middle of a shopping center. I don't remember the name of the man there, but I DO remember him telling me about performing sponge balls for Sinatra...who smiled, snapped his fingers at one of his aids who gave the performer a fifty dollar tip.
I am not ordinarily a linger-er around magic shops. But I spent an hour there with this guy. It's an afternoon I STILL remember. I was fairly new to performing and he showed me this new Tenyo effect called "Diabolicus" -- and I loved it immediately. He charged me $19 for it -- which I thought was a little high. But sometimes you just connect with a prop, right? That's what it was like for me and Diabolicus. LOVE that effect. I performed it right up until a summer afternoon at a large fair where I was doing close-up and a kid picked my precious prop off the table, threw it to the ground and stomped on it. I was speechless. The mother was sorry...etc...but my perfect prop was ruined. I tried to content myself with the MB copy -- the Knight's Tomb (?) but it just wasn't the same. I haunted eBay. I dropped hints here and everywhere. I'd been looking for a new Diabolicus EVERYWHERE. I found one on eBay, recently, sold by our own Stuartle and managed to get it. It arrived last week. And it made me smile because I remembered tropical Hawaiian breezes and the literal hundreds of gigs where that baby was in my close-up bag. I am still smiling. Thought I would thank Stuartle here...and share the story with you guys -- because I expect you'll understand how a little rectangular bit of plastic and tape can make a grown man happy. David
Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Except bears. Bears will kill you.
My books are here: www.magicpendulums.com www.MidnightMagicAndMentalism.com |
magic patagonia Special user 570 Posts |
Great story David!...it's incredible how we can feel connected with inanimate things....I think Pablo Neruda expressed it very well in his Ode to Things:
I have a crazy, crazy love of things. I like pliers, and scissors. I love cups, rings, and bowls – not to speak, of course, of hats. I love all things, not just the grandest, also the infinite- ly small – thimbles, spurs, plates, and flower vases. Oh yes, the planet is sublime! It’s full of pipes weaving hand-held through tobacco smoke, and keys and salt shakers – everything, I mean, that is made by the hand of man, every little thing: shapely shoes, and fabric, and each new bloodless birth of gold, eyeglasses, carpenter’s nails, brushes, clocks, compasses, coins, and the so-soft softness of chairs. Mankind has built oh so many perfect things! Built them of wool and of wood, of glass and of rope: remarkable tables, ships, and stairways. I love all things, not because they are passionate or sweet-smelling but because, I don’t know, because this ocean is yours, and mine: these buttons and wheels and little forgotten treasures, fans upon whose feathers love has scattered its blossoms, glasses, knives and scissors – all bear the trace of someone’s fingers on their handle or surface, the trace of a distant hand lost in the depths of forgetfulness. I pause in houses, streets and elevators, touching things, identifying objects that I secretly covet: this one because it rings, that one because it’s as soft as the softness of a woman’s hip, that one there for its deep-sea color, and that one for its velvet feel. O irrevocable river of things: no one can say that I loved only fish, or the plants of the jungle and the field, that I loved only those things that leap and climb, desire, and survive. It’s not true: many things conspired to tell me the whole story. Not only did they touch me, or my hand touched them: they were so close that they were a part of my being, they were so alive with me that they lived half my life and will die half my death. |
cyberdave03 Loyal user 287 Posts |
If you tell us the name of this impudent imp, we will all concentrate the full force of our mental power, and "this very night he will be suffering".
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stuartle Regular user * UK * 142 Posts |
You are very welcome David, hope you have years of fun again with the prop! All The Best, Stuart
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David Thiel Inner circle Western Canada...where all that oil is 4011 Posts |
The impudent imp is probably in college by now...which would make him an impudent much bigger imp.
His name was Trevor. But I don't know the last name. Perhaps we should simply punish ALL Trevors... David
Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Except bears. Bears will kill you.
My books are here: www.magicpendulums.com www.MidnightMagicAndMentalism.com |