I Remember Finding A Houdini Book At

I Think That When Evel Knievel Crashed Over The Fountain At Caesars, It Kind Of Gave You A Credibility And Then Anticipation For Everything He Did.

It Was Just Like A Digital Fixation With Cards And Math And Science And Then I Started To Look At Images Of Great Magicians From Houdini Down The Line.

I Remember Finding A Houdini Book At The Library And Seeing An Image Of Him Chained On The Side Of A Building. He Looked So Intense And Scary, And I Couldnt Get That Image Out Of My Head. That Started Building Up My Love Of Magic.

As A Magician, I Try To Show Things To People That Seem Impossible. And I Think Magic, Whether I'm Holding My Breath Or Shuffling A Deck Of Cards, Is Pretty Simple. It's Practice, It's Training, And It's Practice, It's Training And Experimenting, While Pushing Through The Pain To Be The Best That I Can Be. And That's What Magic Is To Me.

I Think Everything I Do Is Normal, Not Paranormal But Normal. Its Using The Power Of The Mind To Achieve Whatever We Can Endure.