Shibari

in class with akira naka

 

There was no way I head back to Berlin without meeting the maestre! He didn’t have much time, and I decided to take a private lesson with him and Iroha. Yea, every minute was worth the penny! They were watching a new dvd when I arrived. Discussing how to turn it into a show. It pictured Iroha suspended in a dark shadowed teahouse.. . Vincent, a tall charmig Frechman was there to translate, we talked for a while befor getting on to the ropes.
I should start tying, he said, since never he saw me rigging, only ‘modeling’ for Tam.
Its ok to be nervous, he said, and I went for something simple, a sitting position in the air. He liked the shapes of the legs, and from there it developed into kind of labing session. He took over and transitioned Iroha, adjusting my lines, it was beautiful somehow.
Second part was a ‘third rope’ intensive, feeling a little honoured to work on his partner and his gote, he often interrupted me, took the rope from my hands, interesting somehow.

selbstfesselung-inspiriert von nureki shibari kombiniert mit bandagen

Sometimes I am anxious putting myself into ropes. This time I planned a painful shape, which I experienced before passively, but not on my own. Made a test for the top part and was kinda happy. On shooting day it was the second tie, and tiredness was slowly crawling up. My thigh skin was a little wound. Don’t be whiny, I said to myself, choosing an extra thin rope for the waist part. The bandage allowed me to cheat around the spine, but not much. Wondered what Johannes thought behind his camera, but decided better not to think about. Finally I pulled up my legs, fixed the feed and gently lowered my chest. But there is nothing gentle in this shape. Immediately a heavy bend was forced into my spine and, like always, just a minute for the shooting, if at all. Out of breath and with a red head I pulled myself up. And got stuck. I asked Johannes if he could lift me. Telling by his look, he must have thought I was kidding, or what is this crazy chick doing here! He lifted me.
I felt heavy but could free my feet. And he safely put me down. During the pause we had nuts and orange juice, and got ready for the next round. I remember the ropes got stuck again and it was dramatic. I had tied my hands pulling upward and my waist pulling downward. It was a standing position and I could feel my back getting tired. Johannes hurried again to get the shoot, befor shuffing under a chair to rest on. When the drama was over there was lots of relief and survival fun.

Photo: Johannes Wewetzer