Beautiful artwork on my back.
I'm not sure how to begin writing something that has so much meaning to me. None of the words I write can even begin to express my feelings...but this is my attempt.
Here's how it all started. I met Adam, the piercer at Ritual Body Arts sometime in early February of 2003, and automatically felt a connection with him. We got along really well, and have a lot of things in common. After awhile of talking with him I'd asked him about play piercing, and he was quite surprised to find out that I was into it. So my friend Amanda and I set a date (Saturday, March 8th) with him to come in after hours and have a play piercing session.
The entire week before Saturday, I was so nerved up, and so excited. I felt so many emotions, and I had so many mixed feelings. Saturday seemed like an age away. And every waking moment of the entire week I had a smile on my face because I anticipated it so much. I had ordered some 22ga play piercing needles from BMEshop the night that we had discussed doing them. I was hoping to get them on the Wednesday before that weekend, but they didn't arrive. Thursday passed, and then Friday, and then there was disappointment Saturday. Surprisingly the incident worked out for the best.
I talked to Adam about ideas of what we were going to do. After contemplating it for a while, I decided that having a corset done on my back would be just beautiful, and he did as well. My original plan was to string up black ribbon around the 22ga needles. He asked me what I thought about doing it at 18ga instead, and using jewelry. I told him probably not, because I'm used to 22ga, and I was weary about wandering into unfamiliar territory. But I'd think about it. It was much harder for Adam to come up with ideas for himself because there isn't much of his body left that isn't tattooed, and he didn't want to disturb the tattoos. Adam had never done anything like this before, because he'd never had any willing participants, so this was new for him as well as for me, but I trusted him.
.....Saturday came. Slowly, but surely. The excitement I felt was unbearable. I called Adam after I got off work to tell him that we didn't get the needles, and we decided to do them at 18ga. The shop closes at 10pm, so we began our journey last night at 9:30 or so. We got there, and made ourselves at home while Adam closed. We got the table set up. I laid down and patiently waited for him to prepare everything. Finally it was all ready.
He measured out where each needle was to be placed and made reference marks. He then asked me if I was ready to do this, and if I was doing all right. I said I was ready, and I was feeling great, and he went ahead with the first needle. The pain was about what I had expected. It did hurt. But I loved it. He inserted the ring. He asked me if I was doing okay again, and then went on with the 2nd needle, the 3rd, the 4th...after about the 7th needle I needed a drink of water, but I was doing just fine, and I felt great. Finally he was finished; there were 10 beautiful rings in my back. We took some pictures and then he threaded the black ribbon through the rings and tied it. The feeling of the ribbon pulling on them felt exhilarating. I stood up and looked at the beautiful piece of artwork on my back...and fell in love. It looked so amazing. I left them in and watched Adam do a star with the 18ga needles on my friends back. And finally he asked me to do some on his chest. I was a little worried about hurting him. I had done play piercing on another person before, but with smaller needles. I was happy though, that he trusted me with this. I got pretty thick with the needles on his chest without meaning to; the skin on his chest was hard to keep a hold of. After about 6 we were done. We took some wonderful black and white photographs, and then sadly removed the rings, and the needles, and watched the blood flow beautifully down each others bodies. I didn't want the night to end, but I went to sleep happy.
Today I feel enlightened. I feel brand new. And every move I make...my back feels wonderful...And I think of Adam, of the corset, of the beautiful photography, of the pain, the blood, the rush, the entire night... I'll never forget this.
submitted by: Anonymous
on: 14 March 2003