“Magic is a melody reality seldom sings, a symphony of the surreal.” – Jon Finch

“In the orchestra of existence, magic is the crescendo that shatters the silence of the ordinary.”
– Jon Finch

“Magic is the poetry of impossibility, each trick a stanza in the verse of wonder.”

Jon Finch

“Magic is liquid illusion. Illusions are frozen magic.” – Jon Finch

“Magic is the garden where seeds of astonishment bloom into flowers of wonder.” – Jon Finch

“Magic is a prism through which the ordinary refracts into the extraordinary.” – Jon Finch

“In the silence of reality, magic is the echo of the unimaginable.” – Jon Finch

“The truth remains unknowable while you cling to illusions.” – Jon Finch

“In the silence of reality, magic is the echo of the unimaginable.” – Jon Finch

“Magic is the architect of dreams, building palaces in the air with the bricks of astonishment.” – Jon Finch

“Mentalism is a dance of thoughts; magic is the ballet of the impossible.” – Jon Finch

Midwestern Charm, Global Talent

Jon Finch

The World’s Local Magician

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“Magic is the spice of life, sprinkling flavor into the soup of the mundane.” – Jon Finch

His methods have stumped the biggest names in magic and mentalism, but his unconventional performance style — making participants of all spectators — keeps audiences on the edge of their seats.

“His show was insane.

Going to send Jon’s name out to a few people internally so that I can share with others the fact that “OMG he guessed the card THROUGH THE COMPUTER what the hell is happening!?”

His show was a hit with the team for sure and I’m going to spend a lot of time trying to figure out how exactly Jon Finch does this.”

Max Brunet, Workday

An Odd Prodigy

In the heart of a nondescript midwestern school, a peculiar child named Jon Finch began to stir the waters of normalcy. His unconventional response to a mundane art assignment left his third-grade teacher, Ms. Bell, and his classmates in a state of bewildered awe. While his peers sketched the banalities of school buses and trees, Jon etched a complex pattern of interlocking geometric shapes onto his paper.

The shock rippled through the classroom when Ms. Bell discovered Jon’s drawing was an uncanny replica of a page in the art book she had been idly perusing.

Oblivious to the extraordinary nature of his feat, the young boy apologized for his “mediocre” drawing, vowing to improve next time.

She immediately alerted his grandfather.

The Emergence of Eerie