This past weekend, I performed a self suspension piece to launch the partnership between Femina Potens and Mission Control. The plan was for me to perform and art-bondage piece before Madison Young gave a presentation about Art in Bondage. Unfortunately, she got sick and wasn’t able to make it, along with my chosen music. It was all good, an amazing Mission Control volunteer supplied me with some Massive Attack from his iPod. I will be performing at the next Art of Restraint on April 30th. See you there!
Finally finished the Bicycle Bondage Calendar. Here are the thumbnails of the images in the calendar. Please support my ride for the AIDS/Lifecycle by buying a calendar or sponsor me directly at http://www.tofighthiv.org/goto/fivestar
I made so many mistakes making this calendar and would like another stab at it. I’ve decided to start next year’s calendar January 1st!
More on credits and thanks. I have to get some sleep so I can wake up and ride down the Sawyer Camp Trail tomorrow!
I was asked to perform a clothespin piece for a fundraiser at Femina Potens, an art gallery with a mission to support women, queers, trans folks and the kink community.\’a0 The piece was inspired by the clothespins video dare I shared with Elle and imagery from the blood splatter analysis techniques from the series Dexter.
I also thought that a self suspension would make the clothespins even more fun.\’a0 I suspended myself in a “puppeteering” style that I learned from Lew Rubens on a frame that my friend Stigma built.\’a0 (You can see some of his rigging on devicebondage.com)
The night was an amazing night.\’a0 I really enjoyed performing and watching performances by Lew Rubens, Lochai, James Mogul, Madison Young and more.
The video above includes clips of my performance.\’a0\’a0 Thanks to Leland, Stigma and Jiz and everyone who helped and thanks to Violet Blue, CarnalNation, Suzanne Rachel Forbes and all who covered the event.
I met Nikki Nefarious through work when she came to SF for Folsom Street Fair last year and met up with her at various industry events throughout the year.
She’s a great photographer and an amazing rigger. You can see her work on her blog Nikki Nefarious and at Altered Aperture. Also, here’s a picture of her tying me up at the Exotic Erotic Ball last year:
On her 1 year of visiting San Francisco, she came back and I hosted her bookends of the trip and took advantage of the opportunity to ask her a few questions on video. Thanks Nikki! You rock:)
One day, out of the blue, I received an e-mail with the subject line:
The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.
“No cure for curiosity”?! At first this reminded me of the fundamentalist Christian saying “Don’t open your mind so much that your brain falls out.” I don’t want to cure my curiosity, but maybe the person writing this doesn’t either.
I opened the e-mail to read:
While I am not accustomed to random emails, I am trying something new. So please bear with me! My name is Elle to give it a start…
In the hope of not scaring you off completely, I wanted to connect because I have a great interest in learning more about amazing women like yourself who are creatively carving out a space for themselves on the internet.
The premise of what I would like to do is something like a social experiment in networking in a kind of microcosm of personal interest. Meaning, I want to find out what inspires you, what makes your mind tick and why you have chosen this medium to express yourself.
The typical social networking standard (ie. Facebook) doesn’t typically interest me, so I am beginning to reach out and find ways of connecting with new people by my own terms.
In exchange (*crossing fingers*), for any type of “interview” (and i use the term very lightly bc I have yet to define what this project will actually entail), I would be willing to give you the same in return. A sort of Truth or Dare? But only slightly selective with the participants. What I would eventually like to do is create a small site with my “exchanges” with hopes to inspire new ways of connecting in this medium that draws so many of us to sit in front of our computers for hours/days and create images, words, music and art in general.
I am an artist myself, a curious cat, constantly learning and seeking out new experiences…part of this experiment is my own development with facing fears of rejection, public speaking and the deconstruction of societal norms. I came across your work through connective sites and actually commented on your “You Fucked A Girl” “I Kissed A Girl” cover (which is brilliant!) You are also the first person I have contacted regarding this experiment! *phew*
So…having said all of that – if you are curious too, I would love to play.
I did a little research, read Elle’s Blog, and thought “what the hell! she’s cute,we have a little in common, this could be fun.”
So, I responded:
Thanks for your e-mail. You got me at the subject line. Though I did check out your blog before responding– just to get a fraction of a hint about who you are. You’re a great writer.
I’ve always wanted to play online truth or dare (even have a domain name for it).
Lets do it!
I got the dare from Elle, planned for Nikki and Jiz to help me, but unfortunately Nikki couldn’t make it because she was model wrangling (we all know how difficult that could be). With a few less ropes than planned and the kindness of strangers on the street Jiz helped me complete the dare:
public mummification onto a streetpole at Folsom. have a safe person film it for you…
There was a second part of the dare that came through after I accepted the first part:
The kicker: once you’re done…have ur safe person write “ELLE” on your chest with a black sharpie. For evidence sake of course.
I didn’t exactly agree to this part, though I entertained the idea. In the end, I decided not to do it because I don’t know Ell well enough to write her name on my chest. I’m easy, but not that easy;)
Anyway, check out the video documentation of the dare!
Recently I was gifted with some lovely sets of Twisted Monk’s Vegan Organic Hemp Rope and since have had a number of awesome experiences with them.\’a0 I love them so much that I was inspired to treat my own raw hemp rope and document the process.
I let a few of my rope mentors know about this (Madame and Mr. Madame Butterfly and Lew Rubens) all of them said, “It’s good that you’re going through the process once, then you’ll realize why people charge so much for it and you’ll have no problem paying them.”
They were right, it is a very laborious process and I don’t think it’s that much cheaper then just ordering it from the rope treatment professionals. I don’t regret doing it and think I might do it at least one more time. If you’re as obsessed about ropes as I am and can make some extra time, I’d recommend going through the process for yourself. If not, stick to Twisted Monk’s ropes, they’re awesome.
Check out a random assemblage of clips featuring my pride weekend with rope! Thanks to Kara for letting me dress her up, Tanya for kicking my ass (yes, I know I look like a wuss… but I’m tiny and was distracted… I want a rematch, even if I know I’ll loose.). Special thanks to Jez and Karole for excellent camera work. Additionally, thanks to all the queers who shared the love at Pride this year.
I love rope. Tying other people up, getting tied up by other people and self bondage. I’ve never actually found it necessary (considering my budget) to invest in more expensive and better quality hemp, silk or even bamboo rope. I’m sure its really nice, I just don’t have that kind of expendable income yet. (anyone want to sponsor me?)
Instead, I just use regular old nylon rope from the hardware store. I take out the guts (the inside chord) to make it softer and easier to handle. It works exactly the way I need it to. On occasion, I also pick up cotton rope (sometimes branded “Power Rope”) at the multitude of 99 cent stores around SF. Since I can find unique and vibrant colors in this type of rope, I use it more for decorative rope “outfits”.
In my past 3 or so years of playing with ropes, I’ve had some annoying and mildly embarrassing moments laundering them. I’ve pulled out wet wads of clothes tangled around a rope while doing laundry in a crowded laundry mat. I’ve learned a thing or two doing my best to provide excellent service to some wonderfully deserving Mistresses. This time, I wasn’t thinking.
It’s not the end of the world, only slightly annoying and somewhat amusing. I eventually untangled the ropes and now they’re hanging all over my room to dry. This time I’ll be more intentional about the way I store my ropes and follow Monk’s advice(see video).
You can find us all on SocialKink which is a free kinky social networking site featuring interviews with performers, local member searches and uncensored user pics! Join and ask me to be your kinkster!