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[…]
There are a lot of forms of negotiation for scenes. They range from the very thorough 18-page checklist created by Jay Wiseman to the famous “Hey, wanna do some stuff?” negotiation technique of Philip the Foole. My own style tends to fall somewhere between the two – I do have several specific things I ask[…]
…with acknowledgment to Ch.35 of The Passionate Programmer by Chad Fowler… Recently I was chatting with a fellow rigger and he related to me a story about a suspension he’d done while visiting another town. Pardon me while I take some writerly liberties and pretend to speak in his voice: I wasn’t really there to[…]
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[…]
I just finished reading Harrison Owen’s book “Open Space Technology” in preparation for a facilitator’s training conference I’m going to in a week (want to help me get there? Donations happily accepted!). It’s a fun and easy read, and if you’ve been to a GrUE, you’ll find yourself nodding over and over again, saying “Yep,[…]
“What about the bottom?” DoNotGoGently asked me shortly after she read my post about The Mormon Pause. I’ll wait while you click the link and catch up on the reading… OK, back? As you can see, she’s absolutely right. I didn’t mention a thing about the bottom’s point of view. Sure, it’s all well and[…]
long ago, in an event hotel far, far away… I remember very distinctly sitting in a hotel room, angry and sad, looking across at my friend Mollena, who was also angry and sad. We were angry and sad at each other, in fact, due to some communication glitches that got blown into full-fledged perceived insults[…]
What follows is an actual conversation I had with a fellow rigger and dear friend. His/her name has been redacted to protect the not-quite-innocent: “Hey, Sabrina Fox is in your “Rope Guy” article, but not recognized on the list with others – did you forget?” “No, that’s Naiia in that pic!” “Doh! Couldn’t look closely[…]
There is a particular role in almost every community known as “The Rope Guy”* Usually it’s the person you go to when you want to get tied up/suspended/decorated/figure out how to tie down the mattress to the van. It’s not a pejorative by any means. But like any label, it can sometimes be the end[…]