Some time in the last four years I created for myself a walking stick AKA “Wizard Stick”. I created this Wizard Stick using “stuff” this is a fancy word for ephemeral crap I keep around me. This crap needs a place to live and my Wizard stick was a perfect home for this stuff. The wizard stick makes a rhythmic sound from the metal tip to the bells, rocks, skulls, beads, and it all bounces and whacks the stick body.

I Produced more than six but less than a million Wizard Sicks early in 2025 and presented them top the public. That first market affirmed my thought as a young gentleman from Korea purchased two Wizard Sticks one fore him the other for his father in Korea. This gentleman responded to the narrative I created for these Wizard Sticks. The thought that you can make this stick “yours” by adding your own “stuff”.

Now it is late in the year I have presented this narrative several times over the course of six Markets, I have sold several along the way. Yesterday was different for many reasons as a child of less than 10 years of age acquired their own personal Wizard Stick. This child heard my narrative in September at the Thieves Market, this child got it (the narrative), the look in her eyes, That’s when I got it, I touched her soul, she will remember me, she may have her stick for the rest of her life, I sure hope so. This child changed my life yesterday.