Bullying.

4 CHILDREN have committed suicide in 3 weeks because of it.

Let me tell you a story about a small town in Northern California and someone who used to live there.

Now from the outside looking in, this small town doesn’t look too bad. You know, a few good grocery stores,a church of some sort on every corner,  two JR. High Schools, and at the time only ONE High School. Needless to say, everyone knew one another and if you didn’t it was easy to figure it out.

There was a girl who lived there with her family. Her family did not grow up there, and how they ended up there? Who knows.

Anyway. Going through elementary school wasn’t too bad, until about the third grade. This is when the “track system” for schools came into play and she had the worst 3rd grade teacher in the history of time, one would call her “a bully”(until she showed up at the girl’s house delivering pizza from the local pizza joint, she seemed to chill out a little after that). This little girl hated school from week 2 of the third grade until the end of high school. Not only because of the teacher, but this is when kids started to show their true colors, and survival of the fittest came into play. Yep, 3rd grade.

The little girl would think of about 75% of the students”I would get into so much trouble if I spoke like that to ANYONE” when another kid, like one of the athletes would make fun of her for wanting to play with them. They just laughed at her, didn’t offer to help her learn… they just made fun of her, bullied her. She was afraid to tell the teacher because she figured it was no hope, she just would have taken their side.

This story goes through until about the 6th grade. Then in this small town, after you graduate the 6th grade you enter “middle school”.

Talk about a change for the worse. The girl absolutely hated the middle school and the people that went there. She had a best friend that decided that she wasn’t going to be best friends with her anymore, the little girl just wasn’t “cool enough” and the other little girl had plans of popularity that couldn’t be botched. She tried finding friends, she found a few good people, but she still didn’t think that she would ever have a “best friend” in middle school and she was right. This is when she kind of figured out that she was different. And of course, different is the devil….

The girl never went to Roller King (the popular hangout), she never really went to parties, she was busy doing other things, bettering herself OUTSIDE of school. This is where she would meet some of her best friends ever, OUTSIDE of school. Then in the final year of “middle school” she was on a team. She didn’t really care that she was on the team. She was excited that she was still involved with school, but hated that it made her a bigger target. You might as well have dressed her up in a red dress with silver sequins, because this girl was not ignored, heavens no… but she was made fun of repeatedly… and cried at least twice a week.

High school rolled around… The first year of high school wasn’t too bad, actually… she was pretty much invisible for the rest of the world and she was OK with that, she would have wanted to be involved more in school activities, but she was always made fun of, she was different, she had creative ideas… But this is when she saw the “Bully Mafia”…

What the hell do you do when your WHOLE TOWN is ran by Bullies?

Again, this girl’s family was NOT from this small town. Her mom went to high school 20 miles south of it and her dad was from the east coast. So her family was no where near being important enough in the town.

That being said. There are about 7 “families” that are “related” you know, the prom queen and quarterback, and their “in crowd” from the 60s got married and had babies. The friends kids married, then there kids married.. blah blah blah, (and if you weren’t part of a “family”, you were part of an athletic team) it seems like one entire family tree of popular, mean spirited BULLIES and in-crowd incest. These are the people that are Boosters, They are at all small town events, they go to CHURCH on Sunday… They put on a FRONT for the papers, but everyone who is NOT in the “Bully Mafia” know.

The girl BEGGED her parents that she go to private school, change schools, be home schooled.. ANYTHING. The girl ended up being on anti-depressants for most of her Senior Year.. She took 4 pills a day because she hated school and the people so much. Her dad had to call her in the middle of the day , everyday to remind her to take a pill, just so she would stop the thoughts of wanting to kill herself because the people and atmosphere were so terrible.

She felt alone.

The comments about school activities, her nose, her clothes, her height, all took a toll, but the one thing that took a toll that she hated the most but would not ever change… She stood up for herself. It seemed that the biggest target is that she stood up for what she believed in, she stood up to the people who seemed to be abused by the same system she was. Only they didn’t fight back. At the end of the day, the girl had other things to worry about. But she will forever remember the HELL that the “Bully Mafia” put her through in 4th period and lunchtime every day of her life for 3 years.

The girl looks back at her life now, and its a sense of amusement that she can go back to her hometown in a very expensive car, have more connections and hook ups than anyone in her hometown could even dream of, choreographed shows on the strip in las vegas, a few international touring shows, some Disney stuff. Danced around the world in more shows that she can count, and has more friends than she could ever imagine.

I was never in a fight, but the words have left a scar.

I know I’m not a LGBT, But I do support them, and I think everyone deserves the right to be themselves.

I do know that bullying sucks. I know that it can make a person feel hollow.

Bullying needs to stop. It starts at home. Take a look at yourself. Talk to your kids. Tell them it is always safe to talk to an adult, whether its a family member, teacher, doctor or friend.

Take a look at the people you love the most and know that you would stand up for them, no matter what the circumstances.

Thats all for now.

Katie Kenner.

I just saw the break dancing movie Step-up 3 and I almost hate to admit how much I liked it.  By no means do I think it is a good movie in any way shape or form.  I learned a lot about cardistry while watching this movie.  Step-up 3 succeeded where almost all break dance movies or demonstrations fail even with dancers that have the same skill sets as the dancers from Step-up 3.

Let’s face it in either cardistry or break dancing no mater how skilled or original the person or group is, after a few minutes you are looking at your watch.  Trust me, I LOVE both art forms but too much of a good thing is just that : TOO MUCH.

Think about eating cheesecake.  The first 30 seconds you think, “Wow, this is amazing, rich and delicious.  I’d like some more of this.”  After another minute you think, “Man I could get used to this.  Still delicious, a little sweet, but I like it.”  During the third minute, all of a sudden the sugar is getting to be a little much.  You think, “I don’t know how many more of this I can take.  I am starting to feel sick.”  On the fourth or fifth minute you wonder why you ordered it at all in the first place.  Now it’s just gross.  You just stare at the unfinished slice wondering why anyone would cheesecake at all.  That pretty much sums up most cardistry and Break dancing.

(That metaphor about cheesecake was used by a critic to describe Shrek 4, but I think it fits here perfect.)

Back to my point.  Step-up 3 did a great job of mixing the right amount of well-choreographed dance with the right amount of cheesy plot.  The plot was cliché and typical “Hollywood” but they did not make a movie thinking that the story was anything more then a break from the dancing.  Each Dance number was not too long and highlighted different elements of break dancing.  Not too much of the same thing all the time.  At the end I did not feel like I was force fed an entire cheesecake.

Cardistry can even be a harder sell then break dancing.  First off, most cardistry people use flourishing as the personality of the piece or video they are making.  There is no human element other then their hands and the cards.  No real personality.  Sometimes, you don’t even see the artists face at all.  I am not saying that this cannot work but it is much harder then most think.

If you are an aspiring cardistry person that likes to film themselves and post it on youtube my biggest piece of advice would be to make many short clips instead of making 3 and 4 minute clips.  No matter what your friends say, or how great you think every move is, very few guys out there can keep the viewer interested for more then 30 seconds to a minute.  Just because the song that you have chosen is 4 minutes does not mean you have to use it all.

In almost every amateur video production people make the same mistake.  They make it too long.  I love film and have made many short films and video projects.  Every time I am finished I go back and take out the fat.  I have done projects before and thought they were finished then the first time I showed it to someone I could sense that they were losing interest.  I would then go back and shorten the project until it felt right.

Now if I do a project that is 5 minutes long when I am finished I also make a 4 minute and 3 minute version and see if still works.  Most of the time I end up using one of the shorter cuts as the finished product.

Almost all art forms that are based on visual skilled demonstrations have this problem.  If you are serious about being noticed and want to showcase your skills work on giving your presentation some personality and remember that it is better to leave them wanting more then having them wanting to leave or turn off your clip.

Till next time.

When people figure out that I have done some pretty cool stuff regarding dance the first thing out of their mouth is usually “Hey, you much watch ‘So You Think You Can Dance”. My initial response is “No, why would I?”

To this day I have never seen a full episode.

Of course, the person who asks the question follows it the SYTYCD question with a simple “Why?”. The answer is both complicated and simple at the same time: I don’t watch it because I don’t want it to effect my creativity as a dance teacher/choreographer.

I will watch a hip hop video on youtube every once in awhile, because I do appreciate the SYTYCD team’s effort and hard work and I agree, some of it is amazing… I just can’t watch it. To me, that’s like reading a book and copying everything word for word… Oh SNAP.

That’s why I don’t understand when magicians work their day around “Masters of Illusion”. Sure, its great but I only watch it if I know someone is going to be on it..or I avoid it completely for that same reason. I have never once seen my magician friends do a magic trick, and I’d personally like to keep it that way.

I’m not saying that I WOULD copy something I have seen on SYTYCD, but sometimes you will see something, forget about it and a few months later you are teaching a step that was “unintentionally inspired” by someone else’s choreography. I’m not about that. I never have been. I have worked long and hard on gaining my own style and staying true to myself, I believe that is what would make me an “artist.”

I am not saying that I do not watch dance shows. If someone invites me to a live dance show I jump to the chance to attend. I have had time to think about why this is. Live Theater vs. Television.

When I am at the theater I am fully engrossed in the whole experience, there truly are no second chances or video edits. People are all there for the same reason; to sit back and enjoy a show. With Television you can rewind, record, be in your jammies while drinking wine out of a box at the same time checking your facebook… not cool in  a live theater setting.

I could go on forever about this, but I am tired. I just got back from Disneyland and Teaching Dance… Til Next time.

Love,

Katie

Three weeks alone, still having to work and keep my sanity with a 6 month old… yeah. It’s been tough.

I am very happy Chris is back. The week at the Magic Castle we had together was absolutely amazing. I took a new look at things while I was there and it enhanced my life experience 1000% and bled into one of the more challenging months I’ve ever had. Which made it not as bad as it could have been.

(the second week Chris was gone, I had to take the baby  in to have a little thing done and both dogs had mouth surgeries, resulting in one of the dogs being very sick and everyone was on antibiotics..Yeah, awesome)

Even though Chris was gone, I still got my magic fix. Theory11 released Crush at the end of April and sales have been going through the roof. I must say its always a good feeling to know you put out a great product. I was also able to see Phantom and Jabbawokeez in the same week.

Let me just say that the Jabbawokeez were a-maz-ing. For a dance troupe to be that inventive and theatrical with being just winners of some reality competition, it was brought, and I loved every second of it. I am so happy for them. They have came from starving artists to being in the big room where THE DC performs on a nightly basis and they were SOLD OUT every night. You can’t help but say “good for them”. They work hard, they take pride in their performance and I can’t wait to see what they bring to the table in a few years, no doubt it will be out of this world if they have the right people behind them. Yay Jabbas!

That same week, I saw Phantom. Now I’m going to be honest and I’m probably going to be stoned by the theater people of the world, but Andrew Lloyd Weber is hit or miss with me. In the Phantom case, it was a miss. Don’t get me wrong, I respected that these performers sang there hearts out, which is very hard to do in a dry climate like Las Vegas. The singers were very good and the dancers were beautiful. I had much appreciation for the TALENT. However the show as a “whole” lacked something.. can’t quite put my finger on it, but I kept thinking “Lance Burton: The Musical” as I sat there. In fact, I think Lance’s Show would be better and less of a snoozefest if they meshed the two shows together… I think it would be BRILLIANT.

In other news, I started a formspring.me/katiekenner  page. Here I have had some great questions regarding everything from dance classes to my family to the great David Copperfield. This formspring thing has had quite the opposite effect on me than it does on most people. I have a formspring for people to ask me good, appropriate questions about anything, of course they usually gravitate to my husband and life in Las Vegas. This is the best thing ever, now that I answer these questions I feel like less people are only my friends for ulterior motives, which is a good thing…trust me.

Also, dance season is coming to an end. This alone is enough for me to want to give up on life, especially at one particular place. However, I get to class the kids love you no matter what, they give it their all and thats all you can ask for. They are great, a little chatty for crunch time, but still great. I mentioned that I couldn’t leave to go out on tour this run. This is the reason why.. recitals are now in three weeks and there was no way I could have missed at the one studio. Most magicians have themselves to worry about… notice I said MOST, not ALL… I get it some of you have dancers… big deal. Anyway, I have over 50 dancers that I need to get ready for various routines for various studios in the Greater Las Vegas area… it’s a headache, but its so worth it to see them do something YOU taught them… I love dance… I really do…

SO that is all I have for now. My little one is sleeping, my husband is at a movie and I am here, writing a blog..on a Friday Night… in Las Vegas…

Love,

Katie

I have learned:

-You’re not going to live forever

-Playing Cards are a serious business

-Cinderella said it best that “New shoes can change your life”

-There is nothing better than witnessing pure love and joy on a loved one’s face

This past week has proven that immortality does not last physically no matter what. I know this because my great-grandmother Rosella past away at the young age of 95. Of course, we knew this day would come and she did put up a good fight at the end. However, she has drifted off to the Wild Animal Park up in the sky this week.

I remember she would give us memberships to the Wild Animal Park or the San Diego Zoo for our birthdays every year until I was probably 13. Then she would write me a $10 check every year after that. She was a good hearted lady, even though she had about a zillion Grandchildren and Great-Grandchildren, she had a special place in her heart for all of us.

I know she really enjoyed all forms of entertainment, I wish she could have seen more magic shows, I think she would have really liked that. Oh well, hopefully I’ll be able to live a long, healthy life like she did.

Anyway, another thing that happened this week: New Playing Cards were released…

Never in my life would I have thought that playing cards were as serious as they are. Sure, we have THOUSANDS of decks of playing cards in our batcave (yes, batcave) but had I not been involved in the Magic Community, I would think these people were nuts. I mean really? Playing Cards are like the mainstream Cabbage Patch Kids or Tickle Me Elmos..Especially NEW playing cards with a metallic design and everything. Needless to say, I love my job and I get to interact with a bunch of cool and different personalities, but big releases like this make me a slave to the MacBook. Really. A slave. I have a grand total of 500+ emails regarding playing cards alone this week.

Since I am fortunate enough to have a husband who knows when I need a break, he made me go to Disneyland and bought me some beautiful Yves St.Laurent dress shoes.. I know, I know.. “poor me”… But then you need to ask yourself, was I really that big of an a-hole that my husband kicked me out of the house to go to my favoritest place in the whole world and then 4 days later buy me some shoes I’ve wished on the evening star for for 3 years just to see something on my face other than a scowl or frown.. yeah…hmmm….either way, I’m lucky and I have some really pretty shoes that will never go out of style.

Speaking of my magician… I am so happy for him. He is so excited about magic and life now that I can’t do anything but love him and know that even though I’m having a tough time right now, I’ll always have a great teammate.

He has shown me magic tricks every night this week (strange, but oddly awesome). I look at him and laugh, but I know that he is really starting to stop and smell the roses a little more. In fact, I have had seen more magic than a night at Cal Magic Dinner theater…except he’s doing his own tricks….

The other entertainer in my life has kept my magician husband pretty busy this week, which is tough but I understand. There is a lot to be done at the warehouse of wonder this week. I went to the husband’s workplace this week and I must say, even though I find it hard to admit, but the tour gets better every time. Which is inspiring in its own way to me.

Until Next Week.

Love,

Katie

It all started last night while I was doing my nightly ritual of online window shopping and my husband comes up to me wanting to show me a magic trick. Now, don’t get me wrong I love magic and all, but it is very few and far between when I am being asked to watch a magic trick from him.

Anyway, the trick looks good since its new, there is room for improvement, but he knows that. He then starts showing me other things he learned from some of his friends at the latest magic convention. That’s cool and all, but I can only stand to watch so many card tricks past 1am after dealing with a student throwing up in the middle of ballet class and another student being accidentally kicked in the face during tap earlier that day, so I excuse myself and get ready for bed.

This morning, it starts… phones are ringing, doors are knocking, baby’s crying, Rachael Ray is a rerun… and Chris is off to his magical land of magicness. It was a busy day for me with two doctor appointments, a facial and I had to teach some talented teenagers some Jazz later in the evening. I am very fortunate to have a husband who is able to take the baby to work with him, no matter how full of magic and craziness it might be,, plus I think it will do Zoe some good in being social later in life.. whatever that means.

Speaking of craziness after I drop the baby off to the magical warehouse, I get a call from my magician husband and he tells me that a certain famous TV person is coming to the house tonight… of course he is.

So in between everything, I manage to pick up the house so it looks like a model home in a new housing complex, or at least close enough. I got home around 8pm from teaching and managed to get everything done including being showered, hair half blow-dried, and even a bit of make up on only to continue working for the little magic website I work for and think of acts to be part of a crazy line-up. While I am doing that, our good friend Google who works for the husband stops by and decided he’s going to put up some more LED lights that would make Disneyland jealous, if only you could see how bright blue the house is at this very moment.

Now that it is 12:54am we are still waiting on Famous guy while watching Princess and the Frog…. yep, its a life and its only Wednesday…

I think if I had a reality TV show, it wouldn’t even have to be scripted… no one would believe it anyway.

That’s all for my mid week recap.

Love,

Katie

I guess it doesn’t dawn on some that magic is our life. Really, it is. I’ve said it time and time again; I am around magic more than the average magician. In fact, I’m around it so much that I get sick of it and have to take a break.

Lately, that feeling of sick and tired of magic has been creeping up pretty strong and it was near time that I needed a break from “life” however, I had to make it through the Magic*Con before I could really take any kind of magic breaking. Then, in a strange turn of events I came home from Magic*Con feeling more inspired and excited about magic and entertainment than I have been in a long long time.

Being married to a magician who actually works doing magic, dvds, one on ones plus producing a “small show” on the side is tough. If there is a big convention, show, lecture or whatever else magicians do it takes weeks of practice and rehearsal. Meaning, what little time we see each other on a everyday basis is diminished unless he needs someone’s honest opinion to see if his “act” is a total suckfest and who better to tell him if it is…?

But then again, I absolutely LOVE being a magician’s wife. There are some corny jokes that make me laugh no matter what and he knows how to play to his audience (me) in times of depression, stress, grumpiness, fatigue, sickness and in health… you get the idea…

When he is coming up with something new, like an iphone app or a method about separating the red sea for real at 3 in the morning and he comes in to wake me up and show me, there is nothing better in the world be witness the creative process and have the feeling of true pride and love.

I love everything from the High School BS to the Moments of Greatness because at the end of the day… no matter what… if you do magic, you are doing it to make someone happy, to put a smile on ones face… its hard to hold a grudge when at the end of the day most of the people you know just did a bunch of card tricks to make people HAPPY.

So I guess it goes without saying that I’m going to be annoying and say that I am very grateful for the way my cookie has crumbled, the way my cards have been dealt…yadda, yadda, yadda… I just can’t wait until Zoe can appreciate entertainers the way her father and I do.

I could go on about this forever, but I have to put the baby to bed and get some work done….

Love,

Katie

Lately I haven’t had much to do but observe life. I have seen quite a few situations that have left me scratching my head. Respect isn’t easily obtained, but then all the hoops we have jumped through to get this alleged “respect” is taken away in a blink of an eye by something stupid.

Let’s take this situation that happened last night while I was teaching a class. The term “teacher” in any class, video or instant download automatically gets you some respect. Since I was a sub, I didn’t have the full attention I deserved in the advanced class, but that was OK by me, I understood what goes on in hormonal teenaged girls heads. However, I felt that for these girls to get my respect all they had to do was follow the simple rules that every ballet class has. Come to class on time, all hair pulled back, wear a leotard and tights, have the proper shoes and be quiet when I talk. That’s it. But these girls didn’t seem to care to follow these simple rules. I then realized, they don’t follow these simple rules for their teacher… the OWNER of the studio, this has left me confused as it seems so simple to have a mutual respect for one another…. apparently it isn’t.

I have had 24 hours to think of why I’m so bothered by this and its come to my attention that maybe all kids 13-16 years old just don’t have manners as a whole. I know that when I was a kid I had nothing but respect for my parents, teachers and “elders” and I knew they had some level of respect for me. Then again, I knew that if I followed simple guidelines, respect isn’t hard to get. Then I realized something else… this is a trend that I have seen in the other aspect of my life: Magic.

The guys who have been around for a long time don’t respect the up and comers pretty much across the board. Yes, there are a handful of them who do, but they don’t make up for the majority of the childish thinking that goes on for both the older and younger generation in magic. I read the magic cafe and theory11 and I just don’t get it. How hard is it to just say “Hey that was a great trick/flourish/move/whatever” instead I hear and see BOTH generations trying to find a way to put one another down. Are you afraid that if you like something you will be seen as weak? Or are you afraid that you are going to run out of respect if you give it to too many people…. WHAT IS THE DEAL?

The younger generation isn’t much better. But I think that comes from the constant need to prove themselves to this gray cloud of the older generation. As the saying goes, to get respect you have to give respect or treat other as you would like to be treated. Opinions happen and sometimes you just don’t like something, but I highly doubt you hate EVERYTHING you say you do. If you did, I don’t want anything to do with you and you need a hug.

I just don’t understand why this respect thing seems to be some deep ancient disappearing art.

It’s easy… just know who you are and don’t be quick to judge. Really, if there are more steps than that, its not much more. Think of the last time you were happy, smile and know that you catch more flies with honey.

I could go on, but that’s all I got today.

Love,

Katie

Chris and I have welcomed little Zoë into the world about a month ago.

We are happy and healthy, just a little tired.

Thank you everyone for the well wishes. We appreciate your love and support that you have given us throughout the entire pregnancy.

The blog will be back in full effect in a few weeks, we have just been a little busy lately.

Love,

Katie, Chris and Zoë

I am lucky enough to have my life involved with magic and magicians, yet at heart I’m a pretty avid performer and teacher in many forms of dance. I have seen some differences in the way people perform their craft(s).

When I am doing choreography, I don’t have the luxury of opening a book and having a dance printed out for me with notes of where to hold for applause and what the end result should be. I have to actually make up things all by myself.  However, I have seen and heard “patter” for the same magic trick from magicians around the world that are word for word from a book or DVD… Does that really count as “art”?

There are many individual dance moves that I have to teach my students, in order for them to learn and become great. Much like in magic, people learn double lifts, french drops, bottom deals, center deals, etc. . . all the individual moves range from basic for beginners to more advanced for people striving to be “experts”. However, if I teach my students a variety of kicks, I make sure the technique is perfect at the same time we are going over a “kick line” combination, I have to teach aspects of “performance” as making a tough move look fun and easy. I have noticed some  magician folk who do great moves, but couldn’t perform their way out of a paper bag. Is this just a sub-category in magic or do these people still consider themselves “magicians”?

Definition of Magician: an entertainer who is skilled in producing illusion by sleight of hand, deceptive devices, etc.; conjurer.

Definition of Entertainer:

Granted, there are many many bad dancers, but unlike magic, dancers are weeded out on a more brutal playing field than magicians are. Magicians seem to be terrified of one another. They will say “that was great” to your face, but then you will find out two weeks later at the magic castle that the same person who told you what a great job you did actually didn’t like your Ambitious Card Routine you showed them two weeks prior. If a dancer wants to make it, there are auditions, classes and teachers that will tell you right away that you “need more practice”. If any magician had to go through anything like this they would probably give up magic. Luckily they have magic conventions that are run by a handful of people that if they befriend, they can have a “show”.

It has also been brought to my attention that there are TWO professional dance shows on network television that actually pull in ratings. How many magic shows are there?… yep… that’s what I thought.. Room 401 and Celebracadabra did great, right? Well you probably watched every episode because… you are a magician and they had magicians on them, and you probably were saying how much better you could have made the effect or made the “celebrity” look….

Now let’s take a look at “famous people in their field”.   For magicians.. in all honesty, you have two people that are world famous Houdini and Copperfield. Before you say “What about Criss Angel, David Blaine or Derren Brown?” Well… if you were to go to Brazil and ask about Criss Angel no one would know who the hell he was. Try it… I dare you… unless you are a magician yourself, any regular person in South America would not be familiar with Criss Angel and only be vaguely familiar with David Blaine. However, if you say “David Copperfield” people know. If you go up to my high school and college aged cousins and asked if they saw the Derren Brown special they would look at you funny and say “Who?”… No one in the United States of America….unless you are a magician….knows who Derren Brown is… but admirably, I think Derren Brown is smart enough to realize that.

In the dance world there are a few people from around the world you may or may not have heard of, but they are still working and still giving workshops if they are not dead… Mikhail Baryshnikov, Michael Flatly, Leslie Caron, Cyd Charrise, Wade Robson, Michael Jackson, Sammy Davis, JR., Gregory Hines, Martha Graham, Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly, Donald O’Connor, Debbie Reynolds, John Travolta, Patrick Swayze… You are going to say “Most of those people were actors” you are right, but they all started as dancers… who wanted to be famous and took the initiative to do so….

That is not to say that you can’t make a good living by being a magician. I think that is where the line gets fuzzy. The phrase “making it in the business” doesn’t necessarily mean fame. To me, if I make a salary that pays my bills by choreographing, teaching or performing, I’m happy. In fact I love dancing so much that taking maternity leave was very bittersweet. Yes, I’m more than thrilled that I’m having a little girl I can share this aspect of life with, but at the same time I freakin’ love dancin’ and there ain’t nothing wrong with it.

So if you are a magician, please be passionate about it and please try to remember that other “artists” from other fields don’t have books and DVDs to copy from one another. In life, you don’t get that either… its just something I think  magicians forget…

That’s all I got today.

Love,

Katie