On another site someone went to the trouble of posting a little public message on my profile. I found it interesting for a couple of reasons.
- They must have really trawled to find my stuff.
- The site in question has adult content warnings that you have to deliberately turn off to see adult images.
- Given the layout of the site they must have seen 4 of my pictures before entering my gallery then had to look through another 20 pictures before reaching the point that they felt they had to comment and presumably then stop perving.
Ugh, you and all the people on [site name removed] who take pictures like this are such CREEPS!!! ughhh….
And here’s my reply to them.
Hey, nice of you to give some feedback. If you look at most of the pictures in my profile you’ll realise that the girl pictured here is in fact the photographer for the greater number of the pictures.
What I’m saying is that we’re partners and do what we enjoy as consenting adults together. That’s our consent, not yours, your opinion, consent, thought or lack of is irrelevant.
Also you might want to consider that you made an effort to come and find these pictures (how creepy is that?), no one made you look. So if this is truly distressing to you I’d suggest that you don’t look. Unless of course you were looking for something to be outraged about? In which case happy to have helped.
This btw. is the terrible picture that inspired them.
I just found it funny really though it does make me wonder what it’s like in some people’s heads.
2011 was our first time at Shibaricon so we weren’t 100% sure what to expect.
At one point it was touch and go if we’d even get to Chicago as Iceland’s volcano had erupted and volcanic ash was in the air progressively closing airports in the UK and mainland Europe further and further south. We were listening to the news with interest as we drove south toward London, Heathrow and our flight.
We stayed over the night in London with our friend Jon Murakawa who’s surprising and delightful wooden house is an old and hidden treasure of London, in fact Murakawa san is one of London’s lesser known treasures himself. We were sorry not to have more time with him. Heathrow was still open for international flights as we drove toward the airport.
Once in the air we thought that our travel worries were over. We’d beaten the ash and airport closures out, all plain sailing right? Well plain flying anyway. Unfortunately not, we were to have another moment of worry as the pilot announced that due to bad weather we might be diverted… happily however we weren’t but were instead treated to a typically bumpy descent into O’Hare.
We were quite excited to get to Chicago and the hotel. We’d come a couple of days early so we could have a day just looking round down town Chicago. Unfortunately the weather was foul and it rained a very rainy rain pretty much continuously.
So on to Shibaricon itself…
One of the things that I was most looking forward to was meeting people that we’d only ever spoken too on-line before.
I’ll say this, some of the guys we met were entitled to have egos if anyone was. They were ‘big names’ in the US in much the same way that we weren’t. And yet the bigger the name the more down to earth we found them. Wish I could have said the same for some people who weren’t so skilled and had less reason to think so much of themselves.
I just can’t really explain how great it was to meet so many really great people, make so many friends for the future, it was incredible.
There are so many great memories that it’s impossible for me to even get them in order.
Special play moments include a triple suspension in one of the side rooms. The suspendees were Clover, Elle and Lotus lily. Clover was much to her delight the filling in this suspended sandwich. Doing the rigging were myself on clover, DonSir on Elle and Lochai on Lotos Lily.
I remember that the room was empty when we started…
Another big memory was the Cabaret. Wow that was something! We had really had to work very hard to get a routine we could do in 10 minutes. This was going to be burning fast! In the end as soon as we started the audience vanished for us and we just went for it in our own little world. I remember hearing an Ohhh at one point which was the time of the drop lift, then all I can remember is finishing and suddenly this wave of sound washing over us. It was incredible.
Of course one of the memories was my first time teaching at Shibaricon, I did wonder how people would react to the classes I’d put in as they weren’t necessarily classes about ties, rather classes about how to tie. These classes were a great pleasure for me. I can’t say how wonderful it is to see a class ‘get it’ and find something new that can help them get more out of their rope kink. It was my very great pleasure to meet and teach you all.
Our last memories of Shibaricon were of leaving, tiredness, being sorry to go and promising to return the next year.
And the next and…
We shall return.
Some things take only hours to learn but a lifetime to master. 22/09/2011
It’s not a mystery why one person is good at rope, it’s a mystery why so many are bad at it.31/08/2011
Rope is not about rope.08/08/2011
I don’t do rope. I do people, but I do them with rope.10/06/2011
It’s only the unanswered questions that remain fascinating.Of course they are the infuriating ones too. But the pursuit of the answer is what drives us on.The people that you care about always seem to provide more questions than answers.
I’m connected to my work, it’s a part of me, it comes out of me and so I cannot help it being part of me, speaking for part of me, expressing part of me.However it’s not all of me and only connects to some aspects of my ‘self’. Though as anyone who knows me knows, they are aspects that I think are pretty important. At least they seem so to me so in this context they are.If your work doesn’t speak at least ‘of you’ and to some extent ‘for you’ then maybe you’re not doing what you should.Does my work speak for me?
Yes of course, how could it not?
It just doesn’t speak everything.
This was the second London festival but our first and it was an amazing experience. It was also our first encounter with Hajime Kinoko but not our last.
The home of the London festival is the Resistance gallery in Bethnal Green. This converted railway arch has a great combination of space and intimacy and really worked well for this event.
There were many highlights to this event, one of the first was a master class with Kinoko which was very informative. The second was the nights performances.
There were performers from all over Europe and I think that I can best describe the quality of them as ‘variable’. Generally they got better as the night wore on. The real star of the show was without a doubt Hajime Kinoko. His stage show really showed people what could be accomplished on stage and I think that his performance was a wake up call for many riggers who thought that they were pretty good already.
The atmosphere all through the event was incredible and it was a real pleasure to make new friends from all through the rope loving world.
I have many memories from this festival of things and conversations and wonderful things said; many of which I am not going to share here. I will say that some people are very kind and that I very much appreciate their words.
Clover had a highlight herself, she was tied and suspended by Hajime Kinoko. (yes we have photographic proof)Clover with Hajime Kinoko
I have to say that I’m not normally nervous performing. I really look forward to it and the rush of doing bondage with clover on stage.
London was the first time I’ve really felt anything other than excited. Nervous is probably not the right word though. Certainly feeling an edge that I hadn’t before though.
Once it was finished I can’t describe the feelings. Everyone was very kind in their comments. Kinoko describing it as “Very sadistic” and “Hot” was so great. Learning via interpreter that Kazami Ranki liked the performance was another incredible thrill. And finally Osada Steve liking the show and very generously giving me a few tips to improve on the final day was a great bonus for us. He also praised Clover very much as a model and commented on her strength. She makes me very proud.
We had no concrete plan for the performance, just an idea about how to start and a rough idea of the finish. Everything in between being done on the fly. I think wracking is a good word for it. It wasn’t flawless but we got through.