Thank you for joining me.
DeLano Bound. Why
this new site? Why not just keep going with DeLano In Distress? The
answer to that is simple yet complex. The simple part is that I've grown in
my rope bondage life. The complex part is that I've grown in my rope bondage
life. I started DeLano In Distress over seven years ago with the idea of being
a male Bettie Page, someone who had bondage adventures and camped it up and
traded on a play on words for a scene name. It was meant to be fun and it
was. Then something happened: I went to Bond Con NYC and got a good understanding
of what the industry of bondage was all about. I enjoyed meeting quite
a few people at those conventions (Midori, for example) but I discovered that
the industry of bondage isn't for me. That is to say, the market is
for girls being tied up by guys or other girls. As a male bondage model trying
to appeal to people who want to see girls tie up boys, I just didn't fit in.
Also, as I continued working on my site, I found that the industry
of bondage was limiting because it didn't feed my growth as a bondage player
or as a person. I felt there was more to this for me but I couldn't put my
finger on it.
Then something else happened: I did a club performance
with an old friend of mine with whom I hadn't played in a while. Club performances
aren't anything new to me; they filled quite a bit of space on DeLano In
Distress. What was new to me was the reaction I had when I saw
the pictures. My friend and I had no chemistry, even though I still liked
her very much. The performance looked flat and the lack of true connection
showed in my face in the pictures. I felt as though I'd let her down by asking
her to do the performance and for taking pictures of it. I felt I'd let myself
down. With reflection I began to realize nightclubs, by their very nature,
inhibit the element I was beginning to desire more and more in my bondage
imagery: connection between me, the top and the rope. Nightclubs deflect the
truth and offer mostly surface experiences -- glitz and flash. I want to explore
my rope work and my relationships with my tops on a deeper level than these
places allow.
Then something else happened: I had an experience
in rope that was so intense that I thought I was going to burst. One of my
senseis tied me on the 23rd floor balcony of a hotel suite. The night breeze
on my chest, the tightness of the rope cinched around my waist, the sounds
of the New York City far below -- all of this combined to propel me into some
place that seemed beyond head space to me, a place that exists at a higher,
or deeper, level than I'd ever been before. Days later, I began seeing myself
and my connection to rope differently. I saw that the spoof of DeLano In
Distress was perfect when I was getting my feet wet and finding my way
around. But I never expected to find the depths I have in my rope play or
the access to my own inner workings and spirituality -- my own mythology.
I want to explore this, too.
Another aspect of this transformation has been my play
as a rope top over the last several months. Being on that side of the rope,
exercising new creativity, passion and inspiration with a wonderful companion
has opened me up to even more growth and understanding about my relationship
to rope. I want to share how that exploration is affecting me as well.
That's why I've set up DeLano Bound.
I'll explore all these elements in pictures and words here. It's a wondrous
journey; I hope you enjoy the sights.
Namaste,
