My Mother Was A Teacher,

Basically, I Was A Kid Growing Up With A Single Mother In Brooklyn.

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.

My Only Fear Is The Unknown.

I Do A Lot Of Research On What People Have Done In The Past.

To Most Magicians, Cards Themselves Are Marvels...for One Thing, They Feel Special In Your Hand. Touching Them, Holding Them, Shuffling - The Whole Process Is Almost Poetic. If You're In A Room Full Of Magicians And Someone Just Mentions The Word Cards, Within Seconds, Everyone Is Digging Into Their Pockets And Pulling Out A Deck Of Cards. It's One Of The Most Amazing Feelings Ever.