Wind ’em up and watch ’em make magic.
A survey of Chicago magic’s illustrious past, reemergent present—and the woman who could be its future
New York had Broadway. LA had Hollywood. Chicago had magic.
Despite after-hours nightclub conclaves and Freemason-like fraternal initiation ceremonies, the mystique of the magic community is mostly smoke and mirrors.
Offering cards to coins to expert advice, the venerable store is Chicago’s one-stop shop for wannabe and veteran magicians.
An interview with Ricky Jay, whose show “A Rogue’s Gallery” runs through 12/6 at the Royal George Theatre Center.