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reBOUND, Shibari Style Impressions by David Lawrence

Posted in art, cool people, photography, Rope Bondage on February 8, 2011 by Gray

This may not come as a surprise, but I see a lot of rope bondage pictures. And videos. And live performances. And erotica. I actually read the text of Master’s K’s Beauty of Kinbaku, and loved every second of it.

It’s a fault, to be honest. The stuff just interests me. I’m not proud of it.

But keep it in mind when I tell you, point blank, that David Lawrence’s photographic book Bound remains the most beautiful collection of rope bondage photography I’ve ever seen. Not because of the models, or the ropework, but because they all come to a conjunction in the pages of the book that makes it greater than the sum of its parts. It’s a breathtaking experience to go into that book, to take its oversized solid binding into your hands and open it and let your eyes dive in…

Of course, you can’t look at it. It’s sold out. Out of print. OK, maybe if you bribe me with whiskey, dark chocolate, and unspecified sexual favors, I’ll let you hold it. Just for a little while. Ok, that’s enough, even you thinking about it is making me twitchy. Give it back.

Perhaps I’ll be more willing to share in about a month, when I get my copy (pre-ordered quite a while ago, because I knew it would be worth the wait) of reBOUND, Shibari Style Impressions. This is the next phase of David’s work, and he deserves kudos just for attempting to follow that first act. You can see a preview of the work by clicking on the link, but I gotta tell ya: it’s about as close to actually having the book as looking at a picture is to actually tying someone up.

In other words, not at all.

I can see by your face that you’re skeptical. And that’s understandable, because I still haven’t really talked about why exactly his work is so fucking good. Bad blogger, Gray, no biscuit. OK, fine, let me see if I can try…

Hmm.

OK, it’s like this: most bondage art photography bears something of the personality of the person who did it. Lochai’s Occupied, Lee’s Black Book, even Midori’s prints from The Seductive Art of Japanese Bondage. Hell, the instructional pics in Douglas Kent’s books scream “DOUGLAS KENT”.

That is, of course a subjective view. I know all of these people, some fairly intimately, so of course I’d project the personality on the pictures, right? Even given that there are other photographers whose work I’ve learned to spot without ever meeting them (Ian Rath, by the way, at some point I owe you a drink. Or ten.). All of them are something of a collaboration: the eye of the photographer with the experience of the model. If the photographer is also the rigger, there’s even more of their personality involved, in my opinion.

Except for David Lawrence.

I know David, and call him friend. He’s not a quiet man. You wouldn’t call him an unassuming presence. Hell, it could even be said that he’s an arrogant rigger, because of his penchant for fitting the bodies to his ties as opposed to the other way around. I’d say it’s probably more confidence than arrogance, but sometimes that line gets blurry.

But when I look at his pictures…I don’t see him. Somehow he manages to get out of the way and let the subjects tell their own relationship – between the rope and their body, between the partners, the snake, the candle wax, or just gravity and the hard, cold floor below.

Don’t get me wrong; I still know it’s David’s photography, and I can see and admire the audacity of location and the artistic composition and technical skill and all that shit that keeps me from trying to compete in the world of bondage photography. But David gives us the gift of photos that go beyond that, that triggers that inner resonant frequency. I look at the pictures, and somehow I see in the lines, the expressions, the shades of gray that same feeling of satisfaction that I get when I hold a piece of hemp in my hand, or when I look at my partner bound and smiling on the floor. I see that same fault, if that’s the right word, that keeps us tying and being tied.

David Lawrence gets it, and more than that, he manages to share it through photographs in a way that is rare and beautiful. I appreciate that.

From what I hear, reBound is going to be a limited print run too. That’s why I’m glad I got mine early. If you’re lucky, maybe Cupid will get one for you, too. If not, well…I guess I could share. Maybe. But we’re talkin’ 90% or more cacao, baby, and that whiskey had better be older than my niece.

Otherwise, honeychild, we’re going to be getting pretty fucking specific…

Hajime Kinoko & Asagi Ageha in Culture X

Posted in art, community, cool people, NeatEvent, photography, Rope Bondage on January 27, 2011 by Gray

I have a real love-hate relationship with this video. On the one hand, it does some things right, such as referring to to the “art” as kinbaku, and linking the “rope culture” of Japan to the practice. On the other hand, starting from the Ubiquitous Zen Flute Riff when they show the “happy, sunny” Japan, to the pedantic valley-girl-esque Vanessa Von Auer, Paychologist, it goes into a sensationalistic Orientalist mode. The overall portrayal, passive-aggressive in tone, is that rope bondage is done by the mentally ill as an inadequate substitute for “real” therapy.

Still, it’s worth watching, if only for the chance to see Ageha perform, and to see Hajime Kinoko‘s teaching studio. What do you think of the tone? I know that I tend to be a bit over-sensitive to what I perceive as Asian stereotyping; maybe I’m over-reacting?

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Creak

Posted in cool people, music, photography, play, Rope Bondage on December 30, 2010 by Gray

Last night, a special kind of joy: listening to the creak of the jute as her legs pulled against the bonds, as her hands flexed and twisted, not exactly trying to get away but just in reaction to the sensations I was giving her.

The sound of binding and passion and sex.

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Let me share with you the amazing mashup that accompanied much of our activity last night. It’s long, free, and awesome: Girl Talk – All Day.

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Afterwards, she snuggled in and smiled at me. “You look so cute,” she said. “You get that intense look on your face.”

“Cute?” I puzzled. Fuzzy ducks are cute. “Cute and intense aren’t words I normally associate with each other.”

“It’s like Miranda says,” she explained. “Fuck it like you’re trying to kill it.”

If that’s the cute intensity I have…I can live with that.

A Simple End-of-Year Post

Posted in community, cool people, event, family, photography, play, writing on December 29, 2010 by Gray

Shooting with Michele Serchuk=Another Good Decision

It is the season for Wrap Ups, for Looks Back, for reflection and “what the fuck happened?” to mingle in the brain. I normally don’t do such things; arbitrary ends-of-years (you do remember that more than half the world doesn’t see this as the New Year, right?) don’t normally appeal to me.

However, I had a dream the other night. It was a class I was organizing, and the theme was “Best & Worst.” I think it came from the series of posts from people like Lochai and Voron on Fetlife about the “end result or process?” or the “most important safety rule“. And as much as I dislike hyperbole and dyadic choices (life is not the Kobiyashi Maru, in my opinion) I think there might be some value in exploring the questions:

What was the best kinky thing you did all year?

What was the worst?

Note the limiting factors: kinky and year. Feel free to expand and try and think of the best or worst thing you’ve done in general, or in your entire life, but when I did that my head either wanted to explode or to wander down a dark spiral of self-recrimination and regret. Neither really good things.

So…what was the best kinky thing you did all year, Graydancer?

Hmm…probably it was the decision to embrace my avocation and try to unite it with my vocation. I tried having a “normal” job for a while, for a little more than half the year. 9 to 5, insurance (sort of, though it didn’t cover the things I actually needed treatment for), overtime, vacation…the whole shebang.

But it was soul-deadening. The contrast between the people that I connected with through writing, podcasting, teaching, and performing, vs. the people I suckered into buying shitty properties on eBay at my job became intolerable. In the end, I had to realize that the only thing I was accomplishing at that job was making my boss richer, and that was at the cost of not only the sucker’s money but also at the cost of my quality of life, and the quality of life of those I loved.

So one weekend I walked in, packed up my personal items from my desk, sent emails of resignation to the two immediate superiors and the big boss, and left. I resolved that it was better to be poor, insecure, and happily contributing positively to the world (at least, as far as I can tell) than to be a dead soul with a steady paycheck.

Since then, life has been one good thing happening after another. I have been able to teach and do things with people I’d never expected or dreamed of, and 2011 is looking even better. Does my bank account suffer? Hell yes. But really, in the bigger scheme of things, having tried both ways…this is where I belong, doing what I’m doing. Best. Decision. All. Year.

Eh, that’s an easy one. What about the worst thing you did all year?

Ah, now, here’s the decision time. Do I open myself up to the teeming masses (ha) reading this blog and go for the intensely personal experience, or take the easy route and go with “well, I didn’t check that I tied that Gravity Boot correctly on the famous Oreo Cookie suspension…”

If you do this exercise, I warn you, this is dangerous territory. Regret and guilt are two of the most insidious and yet worthless emotions there are, because they really don’t accomplish anything. The past is the past, and you can’t change it, and more than that, there is no way to tell if the past is exactly what needed to happen to get you where you are right now – in my case, sitting in bed in my friend’s flat in San Francisco with a happily tired and snuggly DoNotGoGently next to me. I wouldn’t trade this for anything, so how can I be sure that anything I did to lead up to this should have been changed?

Well, ok, I’ll stop dodging the question. The worst thing I’ve done in my kinky life all year…it’s not really one thing. It’s more the area of my kinky life where I wish I was doing better, making better decisions, able to explore and develop it more skillfully.

It’s the area of dominant and submissive relationships. I still carry around a big huge hangup from my first real D/s experience, and while it has benefited me in terms of education, it has certainly stunted my own development. About all I know is that I am “wired” for that kind of relationship – but making that wiring actually function seems to be a very difficult process of talking things out and trying things out with my partners, whether play- or life-. These are some of the more difficult and clumsy conversations I’ve had, and mis-steps and mis-communications and mis-takes have led to a great deal of strife and pain for myself and those I love. So what have I done the worst in my kinky life over the past year? Managed my identity as a dominant kinky person.

There. Now I know what I can choose to work on in the future. Or not; sometimes you just do the best you can, and have to keep muddling through. I’m a big fan of “inching towards daylight” as the saying goes.

Now it’s your turn, if you care to take up the challenge. The comment field awaits:

What’s the best kinky thing you did all year? What’s the worst?

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The Things They Don’t Teach You

Posted in cool people, photography, play, proporn, Rope Bondage on December 15, 2010 by Gray

Harder Than It Looks...wait, no, that's NOT what I meant! Perv.

Recently my girlfriend DoNotGoGently and I teamed up with super-hot-fetish-model Ten to do a day of Damsel-in-Distress shooting with folks over at Beauties in Bondage.

It was a blast. Fun people to work with, and basically it was like when you played cops-and-robbers as a kid. I got to be the bad guy in several different scenarios, and you can watch the teaser for one of them or enjoy the screen captures.

But since this was video, we went for some level of verisimilitude, and that presented some interesting challenges on my end. For example, for the “Witness Protection” scenario, it called for me to “chloroform” the first witness and then disarm and choke out the Federal Marshal.

Now, the rough body play stuff? No problem. I had lots of fun with that, as did DNGG. But think about it: then I’m supposed to tie pretty and effective bondage on them while they are unconscious.

Dead weight. Limp limbs, a rubber spine, and no other help. Why don’t we offer “Tying the Unconscious” classes at Shibaricon, anyway?

And let’s add the fact that I was being all Actor-like, and decided that I really should be wearing my Sexy Leather Gloves so as not to leave fingerprints. Have you tried tying someone while you’re wearing leather gloves? Let me put it to you another way: if you’re going to be tying someone in leather gloves under a time- or performance-pressure situation, practice first.

Oh, and skin! Hate to tell you this, bottoms, but the real reason the answer to “Should I take this off?” is always “YES!” has nothing to do with your beautiful bodies. Rather, it’s because rope + skin < friction > rope + fabric + long beautiful hair.

These are skillsets that are severely lacking in the training of riggers all over the world. Maybe Chanta’s Bondage for Sex, Vol. 2 will have it. Or Douglas Kent’s Complete Shibari Vol. 4: Sweaters.

But we need more training than that. That was the easy shoot. The next shoot called for them to both be conscious and struggling while I tied them up.

Yeah. That’s right. Those of you who have tried tying pretty bondage on someone who is struggling will be chuckling; those of you who have seen DNGG actually fight are rolling on the floor guffawing. Various scenarios and ideas were put out, some of which had about as much relevance to reality as a Tarantino action movie. Sure, we had a prop gun – so I’m supposed to hold the gun on them and tie them at the same time? Or maybe hold to to my own head and yell “Hold it! Next slut makes a move, the Rigger gets it!” (1)

Yeah. You try it sometime. We came up with some creative solutions to the problem, and it was actually quite fun to do the role-playing. But I think, for those who are wanting to get into the insanely lucrative world of Damsel-in-Distress porn, Murphy Blue and I should teach a special series of classes at Shibaricon. Call it the “Snidely Whiplash” track:

TUF 101: Tying the Unconscious Form
TUF 102: Tying the Unconscious Form While Wearing Gloves
TUF 103: Tying the Sweater-Wearing Long-Haired Unconscious Form While Wearing Gloves
TUF 104: Lugging the Tied-Up Unconscious Form Up and Down Stairs
TUF 201: Tying the Other Sweater-Wearing Long-Haired Unconscious Form While Wearing Gloves Under Hot Lights and Still Trying to Look Sexy/Menacing/Not About to Go Into Cardiac Arrest.
ARM 101: Agressive Ropesluts (Multiple)
ARGH 102: Agressive Ropeslut Gun Handling, aka “Yeah, right.”
ARGH 201: Tying Agressive Ropesluts One-Handed While Holding a Gun Realistically, aka “Good luck with that.”
Ex-Dream Roleplay 201: Finding Motivation for Rough Play with Aggressive Ropesluts (multiple)

Whaddaya think? I’m sure that it would be a fine addition to any rope curriculum…

1. I blame this joke on the fact that I’m writing from Mollena‘s room in San Francisco

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Shibari in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction

Posted in art, cool people, photography, play, proporn, Rope Bondage, writing on December 9, 2010 by Gray

I suppose I should start out by explaining to those of you here hoping for a rope-and-steampunk post that this is not it. The title rather refers to a rather overquoted but nonetheless pivotal essay by Walter Benjamin called “Art in the Age of Mechanical Reproduction.”

It’s a fascinating article in its own way, if you are one of those who likes wanking off in discussions about what is or is not art. I’ve found that the newer you are to this theory, the more eager you are to discuss it; having been through decades of such things, I usually just roll my eyes a little and fall back on Chief Justice Potter Stewart’s 1964 definition in Jacobellis vs. Ohio: “I’ll know it when I see it.”

However, I recently allowed myself to become embroiled in just such a discussion on FetLife, and while it wasn’t pleasant, it did give some food for thought. Among other things, it was amusing that I found myself defending the idea that kinbaku is an art form, requiring years of practice to do it well – much like playing a musical instrument. The OP (Original Poster) got quite frustrated by the fact that his post had not been about the whole art-vs-not-art debate at all; his original post had been about a person online who, looking for guidance, had wanted to know if there were tutorials online.

I was one of the first respondents in that thread, and had pointed out the tutorials at BeKnotty and Twisted Monk and of course Jack Elfrink’s stuff. I also noted, as a responsible citizen journalist of the rope world, that “there is a school of thought that one cannot learn shibari online.”

To my mind, that is different than saying “one cannot learn shibari online.” Because frankly, I don’t necessarily believe that some people can learn it one-on-one, either. I’ve tried with a few people who have studied and taught in that way, and found it frustrating.

More to the point, it doesn’t fucking matter.

Forget What You Think

Getting away from the “what is art” argument and to the original point: that person looking for tutorials wanted something. For the sake of argument, let’s say that he saw a picture like this online:

The Fabulous Ms. Berlin & Derrick Pierce

…and he wanted to put his submissive in a similar situation.

Why did he want to do that? Was it because he wanted to get into the wildly lucrative world of bondage porn?* Was it because he was a passionate photographer, and wanted to exactly re-create this amazingly composed photo?**

Perhaps. I don’t think so, though. I think it’s more likely that he didn’t want to duplicate the picture at all. He wanted the results. He wanted to make his sub feel the way Ms. Berlin feels in the picture. Or he wanted to feel the way Derrick feels in the picture. And that’s where the whole “mechanical reproduction” thing comes into play.

See, I did that tie. I took that picture, because this was a shoot that I was directing. So I know exactly what was happening on that set, on that day, in that place. And let me tell you, the orgasmic bliss that Ms. Berlin is conveying in that pic is far more a tribute to her acting ability than any skill on my (or even Derrick’s) part.

Probably more of what was going on in her head was along the lines of:

“Who the fuck is this no-talent rigger/director thinks he can tie me in this RIDICULOUS suspension? Jeez this is killing my lumbar vertebrae. Going to have to do some hot tub relaxing today. Wonder if Cherry’s up for coffee after the shoot? At least I have a good PA here to help out. Oh, here comes Derrick’s cock. He’s such a great guy, too bad he’s gotta work with this midwest hack too…”

That’s not to say that I know that was her inner monologue-Berlin and I are friends, but this was the first time we met and I was a hack, as this was my very first professional bondage shoot.

But I doubt that the FetLife poster was hoping to have his submissive thinking those kinds of thoughts when he reproduced the tie. No, he didn’t want his sub to feel the way the people in the picture felt.

He wanted his sub to feel the way he thought the people in the picture felt.

And that’s the crux of it. The proper response to that FetLife poster should not have been me listing the tutorials; those are just ways of duplicating the images. Nor was the proper response to say “You can’t do that; it’s art, and reserved for the Worthy.” It certainly wasn’t helpful to say, “Oh, that? Anybody can do that. It’s no big deal.”

What ends up happening, time and again, is that he takes either track – saves up the money, goes to Japan and studies, or just decides to “reverse engineer” the ties using things online, and gets to the point where she and he are in exactly the same position…and suddenly they realize: this doesn’t feel the way I thought it would.

Nouns Don’t Matter

To my mind, the most important question to ask, whether you’re an experienced rigger or a novice knotter, is not “What do you want to do?” but rather “How do you want to feel?” That determines the tools you use, the frame of mind, the setting, the technique – everything else. What is the tone of the rope bondage? I personally believe that with that as your goal, it doesn’t matter if you’re doing a one-column tie or a takate-reallyfuckinghawtakote with a side of hashirodokai sauce.

Most of the time when I do rope for enjoyment (as opposed to for performance, education, or photography, in which case fun is by-product rather than the objective) I don’t have a big idea of a complicated tie. I tend to go in and start working with the rope and the body and the way it changes over time, and at the end, if you want to call it smut or art or craft, it really doesn’t matter to me. What matters to me are the adjectives, not the nouns. Was it good? Was it fun? Was it beautiful?

We can re-create images in 3-d and record the steps on hi-def video and break them down into loop A over bight B around Nipple C. But as far as I know, there’s no way to accurately recreate the feelings involved – even between the same two people with the same rope.

I love that ephemerality. I love that “unique and special snowflake”-ness of it. And that’s why I’ll see you in the dungeon.

*Quit laughing, Ten

** Quit laughing, SmutCraft/Monkeyfetish/MMayhem

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A Smorgasbord of Smut for Your Senses

Posted in art, cool people, music, NeatEvent, photography, Rope Bondage, sex education on November 10, 2010 by Gray

Not a lot of high-falutin’ philosophy this time around, but rather, a selection of music, video, and image to delight your kinky senses. Step right up, gentlemen make way for the ladies*, all for the cost of a click (or a donation, as you’ll see there on your right) you too can revel in the sexy sexy world of the web…

First off, my own humble offering at the In the Flesh Reading Series in NYC, where I read an excerpt from the story “Click” (which was part of the NYC Sex Blogger Calendar fundraising drive). Much thanks to Rachel Kramer Bussel for the opportunity:

In this next alcove, we have the much-awaited Flower & Snake 3, featuring the bondage stylings of the amazing Arisue Go:

Note: I’m tempted to note that this video seems fine on YouTube while a video of Ms. Behavin’ tying Foxy Veronica was banned for inappropriate content and violation of TOS. But that would distract from the smut, etc. we have to share!

What’s that you say? You’d rather just listen to things? I understand, friend, I understand quite well. Like you, I have become jaded in the dungeon sounds of music, over-engimaed and NINsaturated. And much as we’d like to, we can’t all have events like the upcoming S’GrUE (last day to register, btw) and have the dungeon music custom-mixed by masters of the art like DJ Pet.

Luckily, I recently was researching another article and came across some pretty damn awesome music for the dungeon. Even better, I can let you download a track FREE via IODA PromoNet. This is just one of many, many cool tracks I found on the Death Race soundtrack by Paul Haslinger:

Paul Haslinger
“Death Race Main Titles” (mp3)
from “Death Race Soundtrack”
(Back Lot Music)

Buy at iTunes Music Store
Buy at Amazon MP3
More On This Album

Lastly, I’d like to direct your attention to a couple of examples of “Doin’ It Right.” See, that’s one of the questions that I get asked during my teaching and presenting and traveling. “Look at this; am I doing it right?”

I’ll tell you right now, when I’m asked that, I don’t look at the rope first. Or the tools, or anything except the expression on the bottom’s face. In this first example, in spite of the many torturous devices and sensory deprivation used, the Bottom (name withheld to protect their high-paying Republican Lobbyist job) is obviously enjoying…um…himheritself, so yes, my roommate is “doing it right” on the AIS Kink Labs frame:

Or, for another example, which you’ll see more of in tomorrow’s post, the expression on Naiia’s face as we do some Imperial Style Fear Play at Truly Bound II:

With that, I leave you to your day, may the sights, sites, sounds and (ow) sounds fill it with joyous sexy naughty knotty thoughts…

* Note: this obviously only applies
to those who identify
with those heteronormative stereotypes.
So lay off, Vesper!

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Adventures in Rope: The Rope Bomb NYC

Posted in art, community, cool people, event, maui kink, NeatEvent, photography, Rope Bondage on October 21, 2010 by Gray

On the 18th of October, the Rope Bomb Squad # 22402 invited me along for their Knotty Flash Mob romp through Central Park. My friends Storii and Parker met up with me in Manhattan and we joined the rest of the group of about 20 people just outside of Central Park.

Murphy Blue, the leader, introduced everyone and laid out the ground rules for the group. They were pretty simple variations on the same principle they drill into kindergarteners and Marines alike: Stay together, and no one gets left behind. At the same time, Dov passed out sheets detailing the Photographer’s Bill of Rights. This included the fact that in NYC it is legal for women to be topless, for example, and that in a public park it is legal to take photos, but illegal for the police to do things like take away your film, camera, etc.

Then we were off into the park…and fun.

It was just fun rope, folks. Yes, it was hot, too – take a look at Storii on the rock, for example. But some of it was “let’s see what we can do with this place!” I wanted to stay away from suspensions as much as I could (when I muttered aloud that “suspensions are overrated” as I rigged Jo_Lee by the bandshell, the photog Ian shook my hand in grateful agreement) but in the final location we found, I couldn’t resist.

Beautiful arches. Glowing tiled ceilings. Multiple people around to suspend. All with the added joy of police showing up and informing us (well, mainly Dov) that if there was any damage to this $17 million overpass he would find us. Thankfully, Dov’s Humongous Balls of Brass were large enough to derail that particular bus.

I got Storii up in the suspension just as I envisioned, snapped some shots, and then was running around trying help tear stuff down and escape the park with laughing, disheveled and half-roped-up models and riggers alike. It’s probably some of the most fun with rope I’ve had ever.

If you get a chance to come to NYC, pay attention to the Rope Bomb Group. They’re friendly, they’re wild, and they just love rope.

I want to give special thanks to Music and Murphy and Storii, who had my back while I had my own interaction with the Fuzz. Incidentally, just so you know, the police are perfectly happy to tell you things you know for a fact are not true. If that happens, don’t argue. Take a cue from Lee Harrington, and acknowledge their “interesting perspective” and disengage from them as quickly as possible.

There are other places to rig, other ropes and bodies to enjoy. And to paraphrase an old Dungeons & Dragons truism, It is wise to avoid the attention of officers, for you are crunchy and taste good with truncheons.

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The Art of the Japanese Bondage Shoot

Posted in art, photography, proporn, Rope Bondage on October 12, 2010 by Gray

This came by way of the AdultRopeArt Yahoo group this morning, and I thought it worth sharing. I’m not sure what exactly the shoot was for (there’s speculation it’s for the new movie Hana no Hebi 3) but what did strike me was the way it was so professional.

The actress is obviously put in positions of physical duress, and follows the Japanese erotic aesthetic of looking pained, shamed, and unhappy. I find that often even kinksters forget that this is a skill – it is called acting. The minute the shoot is done, people rush in with no other purpose but to make her comfortable again. It is a recognition of the work she is doing, and also a re-affirmation of her own dignity and worth as both a human and a professional. I think that certain sex-negative anti-porn voices would have us believe that in between the shoots the women and men who do this kind of work are kicked to the side, or made to service the crew, or some bullshit like that.

They forget, conveniently, that this is a business, a profession, and that there is skill involved, training, and work.

And for those who might forget how this process really works, there’s Sir Ian McKellen to explain it:

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Feedback on Graydancer’s Classes

Posted in community, event, NeatEvent, photography, Rope Bondage, sex education on October 8, 2010 by Gray

“Easy, fast, and useful ties, as advertised. Exceeded expectations. Even people in the back were able to see. Gray demonstrated multiple times so that everyone could see what and how he was tying. Nice, loud speaker that didn’t mess around. Yay!”

- Shibaricon 2010 Attendee on Graydancer’s “Tie ‘Em Up & Fuck ‘Em” class

That is some of the nicest feedback I’ve ever gotten, and it’s probably why I keep getting asked to do this class again and again. Well, that and the high quality of model that I tend to have with me, such as Ten in this short demonstration we did at the Kink Academy Open House.

But while I could wax eloquently about why you should come to both this workshop and the other one, ShadowPlay (on October 20th) I think I will let another satisfied student do the talking for me. This is possibly the most validating and reinforcing class evaluation I’ve ever gotten, and I humbly present it for your perusal:

and for the record, that’s the one thing I’d like to change about the workshop, too.

Hope to see you there!

Graydancer