Treasures that light a fire in my imagination.
Identifying something makes you present. When you notice what you’re looking at you can begin to notice things which you never thought existed. It’s kind of magical. Magic sort of flips that on it’s head one minute you’re looking at something the next minute it’s gone. Just like this Speckled Wood. I’ve seen these soo many times before but until now never knew what one was.
Whoopsadaisy there we go again. I find myself dusty handed and spitting feathers over a brand new pack of cards I just dropped in the muddy woodland or in the grass by the sheep s#1t.
On seing this I thought it was a butterfly. It’s first trick. The second grand illusion it pulled was perfectly mimicking the colour of the stalks behind it which meant I didn’t really notice it at first.
I stopped by to see Mal at his charming shop Top Secret Magic. I have walked through that door many times but not noticed the hand painted sign for the building. I felt like Jack walking into his house after he met the giant.
I’m always excited when I get a postcard from Matt. The last one was from Timbuktu. Matt and his better half took their baby inter railing and went to the oldest magic shop in the Germany.
I’ve had a pre-occupation with butterflies of late. In fact it began a long time ago when I designed myself a monogram combining my initials into a symbol that resembled a butterfly. That was when I was around fifteen or sixteen.
The inscription on the inside of a case that I bought has the previous owners name and address. The name wasn’t something that I was particularly interested in but the road name could be a great street performers name.