I just got the news that one of my closest and dearest friends, Andrew Dakota, passed away this week. Though I hadn't seen him in quite some time, since we lived so far apart, I did speak to him on the phone a few weeks ago. Though he'd been struggling with some rather severe health issues for quite some time, he was, as always, very positive and upbeat.
To those who knew Andrew, he was
not only a brilliant and exceptionally creative magical artist, but also
one of the kindest and most generous of persons. Andrew was what I
like to call a "wise soul". He had tremendous compassion and deep
insights into what it means to be an honorable, conscientious, and caring human being. He was truly magical in the deepest sense.
Known in the international magic community as a
prolific inventor, Andrew loved exploring a truly artistic approach to
magic. We had frequent in depth conversations not only about performing
and creativity in magic, but about life, spirituality, and the nature
of reality. He was a deep thinker and a true philosopher, not just in
the academic sense (though he was certainly highly intelligent and could
hold his own with even the most intellectual of conversationalists),
but even more in the deeper sense of having a profound, intuitive sense
of wisdom about how things are and how life should be lived.
We were kindred spirits in so many different ways,
and he had a profound impact on my life, as well as on that of my wife,
Kathi, and on our relationship. He was a true friend to us in the
deepest sense of the word, and we will miss him greatly. Wherever you
are, Andrew, I know you'll be giving us all a knowing wink and a warm
smile... until we meet again... Farewell, my friend.