Texas Twice
Within the space of a single month this year, I flew into Texas twice from London. The first time was near the end of May for the Houston FetishBall and the 2nd time was in June. First I flew into Dallas and bounced over to San Antonio for a couple of days and then headed back to Dallas for the rest of my visit.
Several months ago, around the time of my birthday, I made a couple of decisions. The first was to use the rest of this year to wrap up my shooting - that is, to travel as I normally would, but also tell any interested photographers that this would be my last year of booking such shoots. I'll still do some work next year with friends like Valentina and HW/FetishLive though. The other thing that popped into my head was the idea that I wanted to try and hang. There are a number of people I am friends with that regularly do this, but when it came to figuring out who I'd look to for my first attempt, it was pretty much a no-brainer. So off to Dallas it was to visit allenfalkner . Samar flew in from San Francisco to help out (make me bleed) and Athena Fatale was there as well to document. Courtney arrived after work to help out a bit too.
There were another thing I was certain of as well. I wasn't interested in putting on a performance. Shifting into doing hook suspensions for shows is still not my intention. I wanted this to be a private, personal attempt and putting myself on display like I normally do for work would detract from my goal.
I made the decision to do this sometime around February/March of this year. I also mentioned it to Allen when he came out for my birthday party. After that I really didn't think much about it until I had to book my flight into Dallas. Once that was done, again, i didn't think much about it at all. For some reason I thought that it'd be something to slightly stress over but in the end, the idea only started to make me nervous about 30 minutes before the first hooks went in.
So I spent the week hanging out with Allen & Samar and even Kurt from Art with Latex who hooked me up with some cool pasties for my Sunday evening performance at the Church. We even went shopping at Ikea to buy candles... super great smelling candles. But the show is another story. Hell, I think the ropes hurt me more than the hooks in the end. It seemed definitely more traumatic to be honest, especially after the uncontrolled rack-like experience the audience subjected me to.
tweeting at each other
OK. So here are the photos of the hanging day.
It's almost funny to see how stressed out my face is before the first hooks compared to after the 4 are through.
before:
after:
here are more shots from athena's phone
SushiTime after that.
The next day (June 30) I headed over to the aquarium to walk around and check it out for a couple of hours before heading to airport for the flight back to California finally. I'd been away for just over 3 months this time.
Several months ago, around the time of my birthday, I made a couple of decisions. The first was to use the rest of this year to wrap up my shooting - that is, to travel as I normally would, but also tell any interested photographers that this would be my last year of booking such shoots. I'll still do some work next year with friends like Valentina and HW/FetishLive though. The other thing that popped into my head was the idea that I wanted to try and hang. There are a number of people I am friends with that regularly do this, but when it came to figuring out who I'd look to for my first attempt, it was pretty much a no-brainer. So off to Dallas it was to visit allenfalkner . Samar flew in from San Francisco to help out (make me bleed) and Athena Fatale was there as well to document. Courtney arrived after work to help out a bit too.
There were another thing I was certain of as well. I wasn't interested in putting on a performance. Shifting into doing hook suspensions for shows is still not my intention. I wanted this to be a private, personal attempt and putting myself on display like I normally do for work would detract from my goal.
I made the decision to do this sometime around February/March of this year. I also mentioned it to Allen when he came out for my birthday party. After that I really didn't think much about it until I had to book my flight into Dallas. Once that was done, again, i didn't think much about it at all. For some reason I thought that it'd be something to slightly stress over but in the end, the idea only started to make me nervous about 30 minutes before the first hooks went in.
So I spent the week hanging out with Allen & Samar and even Kurt from Art with Latex who hooked me up with some cool pasties for my Sunday evening performance at the Church. We even went shopping at Ikea to buy candles... super great smelling candles. But the show is another story. Hell, I think the ropes hurt me more than the hooks in the end. It seemed definitely more traumatic to be honest, especially after the uncontrolled rack-like experience the audience subjected me to.
tweeting at each other
OK. So here are the photos of the hanging day.
It's almost funny to see how stressed out my face is before the first hooks compared to after the 4 are through.
before:
after:
here are more shots from athena's phone
SushiTime after that.
The next day (June 30) I headed over to the aquarium to walk around and check it out for a couple of hours before heading to airport for the flight back to California finally. I'd been away for just over 3 months this time.