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| Author
Biography - JG-Leathers |
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| IS IT IN THE GENES OR IN
THE JEANS? |
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| By JG-Leathers |
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| 03 Apr, 2004 |
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G-Leathers
is a combination of letters that says as much about
me as can be managed in a short time. Basically,
they started off referring to the harness designs
that I began to create a long time ago; but over |
the years I've adopted the combination as a whole
persona, if you will, that covers my "scene" identity.
Now, I use the conglomeration for a pen name, e-mail
address, my logo on drawings and sketches, and
damned near everything else I do that is "scene" related
in my life. |
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| I suppose I came from the womb
with kink embedded in my genes and it just matured
into what you see now as JG-Leathers. From my earliest
memories, I've always |
been
fascinated with harnesses and controlling devices.
I can remember a lot of funny and (unaware of my
obsession at those moments of my life) seemingly
inconsequential little |
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along my way to hell and perdition, or if you prefer,
the point at which I currently find myself in life. |
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| At
about age 18, I finally began to make some sense
of the world, and knew that this was the general
direction in which I was headed. I ran across some "scene" oriented
magazines and comics, and then shortly after, found
that I could actually go out and buy the restraints
that were advertised. Being of a somewhat limited
income, I scrimped and saved desperately, then
mailed off my money to one of these places, and
when the gear finally came, naturally I had to
go down to the local Customs Bonded Warehouse and
claim it, pay my taxes and duty on the merchandise,
and submit myself to the scrutiny of a cod-fish
eyed representative of Officialdom. |
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went through the whole process a couple of times,
then finally reached the point where I said to
myself, "Hell! You can draw a little! You're not
bad with tools, and you can design stuff!" I suppose
you could say the light suddenly came on, and so
off I went to the local craft store and bought
my first leather, rivets, buckles, and a set of
hand tools. From that point on, I've never bought
another piece of bondage |
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gear I couldn't
make myself. Really, all I need is a quick
glimpse of a particular piece of equipment,
and I can come pretty close with a fully functional
and matching design in very short order, be
it in leather, rubber or metal. |
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| I've
been around for 58 years and truly I suppose
you could say that the actual JG-L thing has
been in existence for a little over 40 of those
years.I quietly toiled away in obscurity for
the first 10 years or so, |
but
then finally in 1988, decided to hell with
it and "came out". That happened at the Roosevelt
Hotel in New York City, at the 3rd Annual
Dressing For Pleasure Ball sponsored by Constance
Enterprises, and was a vastly enlightening
and exhilarating experience that I still
remember fondly. |
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| I don't make a big splash
about my scene interests with family and
friends, and so only some of them are aware
of who and what JG-L is and does for fun.
Most only see small facets of the whole picture
and seem satisfied that it exists; but my
hobby doesn't come up and smack them in the
face for I don't make a big issue of it.
If they ask, I tell them a little bit. The
more they ask, the deeper they get. One of
my sisters actually accompanied me to the
next DFP event the following year, in 1989,
and we had a great time. |
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| As
far as friends and acquaintances are concerned
... most of my "vanilla" friends have some
suspicions, and a couple, a more detailed
awareness, but again, I do not reveal my
hobbies to them |
without being prompted to
do so. I have a large number of "scene" friends
and of course they have a much
clearer picture of who and what JG-L is and
does. However, no one but I has the full picture,
and I suppose that's true of all of us. |
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| Most of my designs are
original, although I'll be the first to admit
that there really is nothing new under the
sun. I've just taken some everyday pieces
and ideas, then perverted them from their
original function, by redesigning and/or
reassembling them in somewhat unorthodox
configurations and uses than was the original
intent of the designer. |
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| JG-L
isn't a full time affair, but perhaps when
I retire from my "real world" job, I'll
go at it with more dedication because I
know that folks out there enjoy my drawings,
designs, and the stories I write. My |
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interests
certainly haven't made me wealthy, and
if anything, they've made me poorer than
I should
be, just like any dedicated hobbyist. I've
spent a tremendous amount of time, money,
and energy on my interests and figure that
I probably have about $20,000 invested in
hand tools and small equipment alone, to
say nothing of the amount of money I've spent
on supplies used to create the harnesses
and ancillary gear. Then, there's the equipment
that makes it all function as I want it to.
Wealth from JG-L? More like owning a boat
... i.e., a hole in the water, into which
one pours unending amounts of money, blood,
sweat, and not a few tears. |
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| As to personal statistics:
I'm 58 years of age, five foot, eleven inches
tall, and shrinking. I weigh 160 lbs., and
so given that weight and height, have a relatively
slim build and with no typical middle aged
pot belly or pear shaped behind. My rapidly
greying hair is below shoulder length and
most of the time worn in a pony tail. I dye
it grey to cover up my blonde roots. My eyes
are blue and I've worn glasses since I was
12 years old. I've been told that I have
a deep voice (comes from my days as a Drill
Instructor in the RCAF), and that I could
manage to do the BBC news in the proper "sotto" voice. |
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| I've
been married to the same wonderfully understanding
lady for the last 28 years and we elected not to
have kids, having gotten married a little later
in life than most. When she married me, she was
fully aware of my warts ("scene" stuff), and over
the nearly 29 years of our marriage, has been
very accepting of my kinky clay feet. I'm very
fortunate to have such an understanding partner. |
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| She has no interest in the scene
and does not play, even though aware of my strong
interests and desires, and there's a big pile of
those! I'm sure she does what most wives do when
asked; the comment being, "Oh! That's just his
hobby. A male thing, I guess." |
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| I'm very thankful for her understanding
and acceptance of the JG-Leathers side of my person
for without them, I'm not sure JG-L would exist.
She's a wonderful lady to put up with me. |
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| I
now live on the West Coast of Canada, south of
Vancouver, BC, having originally come from Ottawa,
the capital of Canada, where I was born and grew
up. My parents were both from the UK; so I come
by my kinkiness honestly. I've lived on the West
Coast since 1988 and love the environment. The
scenery is phenomenal, the weather is kind, and
the mental energy here is much more creative than
back in Central Canada. |
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| I'm
hetero-sexual, with conditions. I prefer,
by far, playing with willing females for
they have such a wonderful sexual energy.
I can't define it (and neither has any other
man since Adam been able to do so); but they
exude a most extraordinary SOMETHING that
makes them so attractive. It's not just a
body/genitalia thing. I feel it's much deeper
than that, going right to the core of the
human condition. Sometimes, I have to consider
that maybe male and female are truly different
species, and we just happen to be lucky enough
that we can actually come together and reproduce.
Venus and Mars may be more correct than we
can imagine is really the case. |
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| I
suppose that "hetero-sexual with conditions" should
be explained. I enjoy being a transvestite
also; but would caution that this predilection
does not detract from my basic, hetero-sexual
outlook and maleness, despite what the popular
press and the red-neck mentality might otherwise
indicate. Being around women is something
I truly enjoy, and naturally, could watch
be entertained by them for hours and hours;
clothed or unclothed, bound or unbound. |
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| In my view, and probably
that of most scene denizens, I do not get
to actually play often enough, for I seem
to be constantly busy with writing, drawing,
designing, and creating stuff in the workshop,
photographing it, travelling, and of course
doing all of the regular domestic duties
and events that clutter one's life. Truth
to tell, at this point I'm lucky if I get
to really play more than about once a month. |
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| Being
a "switch", there are of course two areas of
play for me. One of these is when I'm in control,
and the second when someone is controlling me,
but the way things are going at the moment, it
seems I'm always the one doing the controlling.
I do get the occasional break when I'm travelling;
but those times are too far apart and too few.
I can enter either a top or bottom role with
ease, but a lot depends on the situation and
the person I'm playing with. |
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| As
to restrictions on my play ... I do have some
rules for myself. I won't play (using The Creature)
with anyone under the age of 25, for I want them
to have fully matured both physically and mentally.
I want the lady to have experienced ordinary "vanilla" sex
before I play with her and also want her to have "played" before
with others, so that she's not coming to me with
zero experience, and hopefully, will not get
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by the sensations and situations she will
experience when playing with me. A session
in The Creature is a very intense event and
covers much of the spectrum of B&D/S&M,
all in one shot. |
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| On
one of the few occasions I've played with
a male in The Creature (there is a male and
a female version, because, after all, I designed
it for me), he, despite being a vastly experienced
player and a thorough masochist, in superb
physical condition, wanted out within five
minutes of being placed in the full ensemble. |
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| When I'm the one in The
Creature, there aren't any restrictions other
than that I would prefer that the "controller" pays
attention to my "safe" words/signals. On
occasion those have been ignored and we went
a lot further along the razor's edge than
I'd bargained for, much to my delight ...
after the fact. Those times were some of
the scariest and most enjoyable, if "enjoyable" can
be used in that context. |
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| With
the donning of The Creature, I aim for a state
that I loosely term "selective sensory deprivation
and stimulation". Let me try and explain that a
little more clearly. My harness and the various
things that go with it; the helmeted gas mask,
bondage mitts, ear plugs, and so on, act to generally
muffle or eliminate the outer world for the one
in The Creature. At the same time, the wearer is
subjected to the compression and restricting sensations
of the harness itself, as well as other limiting
feelings generated by the boots, gloves, and bondage
mitts. Add in to this the sensations of the cuffs
and the collar, and you begin to appreciate that
you're sort of out there in a sea of nothingness.
Then, add the sensation of floating, brought about
by the suspension on the springs, holding the "victim" in
mid-air, unable to |
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touch the ground, or reach out
and grasp anything to support him/herself with.
You're deaf, blind, and helpless. |
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| After
about three minutes of this, one tends to get bored,
and I generally leave the person in The Creature
to contemplate their fate for some time longer.
Normally, if I'm the one in control, it's time
to enjoy a cigarette or two while watching my victim
squirm and try to get used to the situation, then comes
the interesting part. I begin by using only mild
applications of the electrical and vacuum devices,
and as time progresses, gradually increase the
strength of the stimulation. |
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| Given the areas to which these
inputs are attached, inserted, or connected; i.e.
the genitalia, breasts and nipples, and sometimes
the ears and nose, the effects are ... ah ... quite
startling to say the VERY least, and they HAVE
to concentrate on their sexual organs and sexuality,
for there are no other areas of true interest,
at that point. |
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| That's precisely what I aim
for. |
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| Playing
in The Creature, takes a LOT of trust and imagination.
If you don't have an imagination, then don't even
bother to try any regular fetish stuff, and forget
completely about trying MY gear. With the ability
to transpose yourself, a session in The Creature
will take you down some incredibly vibrant sensory
pathways. |
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| As a top, I do not push the
situation to what I feel is more than can be handled
by the bottom, and a session in TC is more of a
mutual journey of exploration. Certainly, I'll
sit and negotiate with the "bottom" to find out
what her limits and safe words are, and perhaps
after the second or third time around, we'll try
something truly intense and more role oriented;
but at first, it's a slow and easy excursion, relatively
speaking, from my viewpoint. Even still, after
2 hours of play, and that's about the maximum for
any session; she's going to be totally wrung out
and just want a shower and a nap. |
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| As a "bottom", I've been told
that I play very intensely. Funny, but it sure
doesn't seem that way to me. However, other experienced
participants in the scene who've observed, say I'm totally nuts. I'm
like everyone else though; after 2 hours or so,
most of the time |
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I'm pretty much toasted. Once
in a while I'll do an "all-nighter", and I enjoy
those times a lot, despite all of my complaining
in the later stages. One of the great pleasures
I've had over the years is to have a willing lady
chained to the bed, and leashed too! A mind blower,
and a wonderful image to carry around, and wake
up beside. To be able to lay beside her and hear
the jingling of her chains and cuffs, while she
struggles unconsciously against her bindings, knowing
that she's enjoying her captivity and controllability
as much as I am, is really a wonderful experience.
I recommend it highly. |
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| I
do not normally make any horrendous effort
to structure a "scene", but there are basic
steps that have to be gone through to get
to the action for any session. Once we hit
a certain point, it's pretty much spontaneous,
but there are a couple of exceptions. One
of these is the first session for anyone
who wants to play with my creation. In this
case, we explore sensations and situations
that can be created, I do not go for any
truly mind bending excursions. The second
exception is when the lady requests a specific
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revolving around
the use of JG-L equipment. |
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| I have no specific goals
when I play, like trying to make them person
scream, weep, or collapse. Basically, until
we get to know one another well enough, I
want my play partner to enjoy the experience
for what it is ... something very intense
and one that cannot be found anywhere else
in the world (that I'm aware of). What sort
of mental imagery they might conjure up
to make it enjoyable, I do not know but,
it's important that the person have it. |
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| When I'M the one in TC,
I want the time spent getting "there", i.e.the
process, or ceremonial to be an intensely
stimulating and scary experience. I'm always
looking for a Mistress or Domme who will
exercise a determined disregard and some
hard-heartedness when we play. With the right
lady I can get what I want from a session. |
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| Some
have asked, because of the intimate nature
and design of The Creature, if I hate women.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
I love women and all of the things they are
and do. They're wonderful creatures (and
I use the word "creature" in the generic
sense ... so any Feminists can take their
objections to the term and proceed directly
to Hell. Don't pass Go. And they don't get
any prizes for their objections.). |
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| Women are a constant source
of wonderment and delight to me and given the choice,
I'd want to come back the next time around as a
one, just to enjoy the things they do and experience.
Mind you, I'd want full knowledge of my former
life as a male, just to be able to compare. |
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although some are a colossal pain in the butt,
because they start to believe their own propaganda.
For the most part though, they all recognize that
they're human too, and have the intelligence to
laugh at themselves for their own mistakes, just
like regular human beings. It's my feeling that
a great deal of native intelligence and empathy
is required to be a really good Domme, and so if
I get the impression they don't have those two
qualities, I don't even bother to try and make
an acquaintance. |
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| B&D/S&M
is not THE central theme in my life, but
is one of the main ones. It fascinates and
absorbs me, and I love to study the effects
that B&D/S&M has on the people I
meet and too, myself. |
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| Living in Canada is difficult
at times for Canada is not a country noted
for its tolerance of different sexual mores
and life styles. First of all, let me state
that, for the most part, this is a wonderful
place to live, if you can handle the nine
months of Winter and the remaining 3 months
of really poor skating. |
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As
to the moralistic climate here. On the West
Coast, life seems to be pretty laid back
and laissez-faire, but that doesn't mean
that we're amoral; just a little more accepting
of people's kinks and quirks, and so I came
here to live. Where trouble lies, in my view,
is in the Government (surprise, surprise!),
and it's susceptibility to small but vocal
pressure groups; some of which have made
in-roads to our personal freedoms and civil
liberties, all in the name of protecting
the public from themselves, and the occasional
real monster. |
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| The Canadian Government and
self-declared elite of the country have decided
that the general run of people (other than themselves
- surprise, surprise!) are really not adult enough
to make their own decisions as far as matters sexual
are concerned; except of course in the province
of Quebec, where a different and much more relaxed
attitude is allowed to prevail. |
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| How do I cope? Like most "scene" denizens,
I mind my own business and keep my head down. Chicken,
eh? I don't broadcast my kinks and what I create,
for JG-L equipment is perfectly legal, even though
some look upon it as being just terrible. My comment
to them? Tough. Mind your own affairs and we'll
get along just fine. Basically, the things I create
are adult costumes, and whatever venue it's used
in is no one's business but the wearer's. |
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The
truly silly thing about the whole exercise
in Canada is that one can be seen wearing
all the gear and restraints, and display
this conglomeration at public events and
costume extravaganzas; but don't dare draw
a picture, take a photograph, or make a
video of the stuff being worn! Those images
are considered to be pornographic! Jesus! What
idiocy! |
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| I
travel a fair amount: probably 12 to 15 trips
a year within the continent of North America
and for the most part, haven't had any problems
crossing into the USA or coming back into
Canada. Occasionally, when travelling by
car, I've been hauled over for a "secondary" inspection
and have had a couple of funny experiences
in that regard, especially when the Customs
Inspector opened the cases and saw the stuff
I carry around with me; but, as stated, there's
nothing illegal about my gear. It just looks
weird, and when disassembled and packed,
if one were not aware of the intent of the
entire design, you'd never figure out all
the shapes and devices. |
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easy as that too. I've only had a couple
of times that they wanted to see what was in the bags, and it's never
been a problem. As with the land crossings I tell
them that the materials |
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are for display at a costume
party (true), and they're welcome to inspect the
whole kit. Generally, after a couple of minutes
of rooting around, officialdom tends to get fed
up with all the black leather and move me along
so that they can harass the next person in line. |
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| I'm not reclusive, but I don't
broadcast or advertise; preferring to work by referral
and personal contact. I want to be assured that
my stuff will not be used improperly, i.e. in non-consensual
situations, and I don't make a lot of equipment,
except for myself. It just takes too damned large
an investment of time end energy to make a full
harness, and so I much prefer writing and creating
imagery that way. |
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| The equipment I make is expensive
to design, create, and manufacture, for the number
of man hours that go into building from scratch
is staggering. The amount of money spent on raw
materials is relatively small; but the value of
the time spent creating far outstrips those costs.
I can always make more money ... I cannot make
more time. |
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| There are a small number
of Male and Female equine harnesses scattered around
North America and some partial ones in Europe;
but I have the only, truly complete, "Creature".
I don't know what others have created, but perhaps
some rich Middle Eastern oil potentate, or |
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some
South American drug lord has had something even
more elaborate made. Some have asked where and
how my designs and/orstories
originate. Good question, that! I can't really
give a definitive answer, but I'll speculate and
say that perhaps they come from a designer or female "victim" in
some parallel universe. Perhaps, somewhere, there's
a being who needs to communicate all of this data
and designs and I'm the conduit. |
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| My creative process is an interesting
progression, at least for me. I see things in stores
and magazines, ordinary and kinky type, then start
to daydream about them, their combinations and
permutations. Next, I generally sketch out the
ideas, then refine the drawings and along the way,
I may write a story or a vignette about how the
piece(s) might be employed. If the creative desire
is still strong, I'll eventually buy the materials
and at some later point, when the ideas have more
or less gelled, go down to my shop, lay out the
design and shortly thereafter make up the first
version of what I daydreamed about. |
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| Command
and Control plays a large part in the creation
of my equipment. Why else do bondage? It
is my intent to ensure that once someone
is ensconced in The Creature, there is no
possible way they can escape from it and
the sensations it will generate if they're
properly secured. One of the most important
things in the design philosophy, is that
the person so confined has a deep and positive
knowledge that there is no release, without
assistance. |
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| My equipment is designed
and functions in such a manner that the male
or female wearer is intimately controlled,
and suffers some rather interesting consequences,if
they go against the wishes of the "top";
or, they can be "stimulated" just for the
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pleasure
of the "scene". Using the equipment that
I do, there's no question of obedience. |
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| A harness, of any kind,
is designed to control and limit and I know
that mine does this in a very visual, and
very effective manner. I could go into the
whole psycho babble thing, and say that I
do this because I cannot control the real
world around me, etc., etc.; but that's just
so much BS. Most of my working life, I've
been in Command and Control job functions;
i.e.. Air Traffic Controller, Dispatcher,
Load Planner, Quality Control Inspector,
Drill Instructor, Officer in the Reserve
Air Force, etc., etc. In many ways this aspect
has carried over into my "scene" activities,
and many times, I've been accused of "topping
from the bottom". |
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| I'm not much
into impact "scenes"; particularly if that's all
a scene is built around. Certainly, I'll mess with
a whip or a flogger if my playmate asks me to while
in the harness; but it's not my forte. Too, I recognize
that I really don't have enough experience and
practise dealing with whips and floggers, and so
I tend to go a little on the light side whenever
I play with them. |
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| At first I didn't consider myself to be an artist, or that what I did was "art",
but I've come to realize that there truly is something
different and thought provoking in what I create.
If one takes the word "artist" in a broad sense,
then I believe I fit the criteria. I write, I sketch,
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designs;
and then too, I am an artisan; in that I
bring the designs to fruition, and so, I
suppose you could say that I am, in fact,
an "artist". As such I want a record of what
I do ... something that's concrete and not
just a rapidly fading and perhaps distorted
memory. |
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| Occasionally
I go back and look at what I've created already,
then start a whole new thing just because
the imagery has inspired a different line
of thought. I'm fairly well known within the
equine part of the Fetish Spectrum even though
I don't advertise, and am not a commercial
entity, even though I've had a couple of novels published
and illustrated, with more to come, eventually,
I hope. |
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| I participated quite deeply
in couple of videos made in California some
17 years ago, being the bad ass, male lead
in the black hat, and also supplying all of
the harness gear. The videos were called
Pony Girl One, Pony Girl Two, and Pony Girls
At the Ranch, and have since gone on to become
cult classics in the Pony Girl, Horse Woman
scene. All of the pictures I took of my first
model are now out on the web as public domain
downloads, and that has added a little more
to the infamy. |
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| In the real world, no one
at all knows who or what JG-L is, and no one cares.
Probably just as well too. One thing that really
irritates me, is that people will take my pictures
and images and not give any sort of attribution
or thanks to the creator. Damn it! They should
realize that unless the artist gets some sort of
appreciation and acknowledgement for their efforts,
the source will dry up. |
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| I
don't have a web site. Creating and maintaining
one is very time intensive; to say nothing of answering
the e-mail it generates and I'm having a hard enough
time keeping up now. Perhaps at some future point
in a fit of idiocy, I may decide to put up a site
for JG-L and have a Braggart's Gallery of all my
imagery; but that's a way down the road at the
moment. |
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| I've been writing stories for
a long time and as usually is the case most of
the stuff was utter dreck, although I still have
it in the original galley, hand-written forms.
Eventually I thought I had a viable story, and
submitted it to various "scene" publishers. Of
course it wasn't good enough and I came to recognize
that what I had thought was a good tale, was still
garbage. I collected the usual number of well deserved
rejection slips along the way, some polite and
others not so. |
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| I finally managed to come up
with a story that wasn't half bad as far as the
plot and the telling of it was concerned, and HG-Publications
took it, had it illustrated, and sold it. That
story consisted of two parts (with a third part
to follow at some point), called "The Contract
- One and The Contract - Two". They're fiction,
obviously, but based on a smidgen of fact. |
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| I want my equipment to
scare and intrigue both the viewer and the potential
wearer, for those emotions add to any "scene" that
may eventually be enacted. Take a look at a
Gas Chamber Chair, or a modern day airliner cockpit,
or the cab of an old steam locomotive, and tell
me that those visions are not intense. |
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creations happen to hit a much more intimate and
personal level. One look at what
possibly may be locked onto, into, or around your
body, and you KNOW that something quite different
and intense will definitely happen ... soon. |
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| As the inventor, I fully understand
the sorts of sensations and/or feelings the wearer
experiences, because I invented this stuff for
ME. Of course, being the sensory vulture I am,
I'm intimately familiar with what The Creature
and all of its ancillary equipment will do and
feel like, from the male experience point of view. |
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far as what a female experiences when all
the equipment is turned on and played with;
I've had the sensations explained to me in
great detail by a lot of my lady playmates,
and so have some small appreciation of what
it must feel like to be a woman with the
stuff locked on and in, and be unable to
escape or even slightly evade the sensations.
I truly envy the female sex for the capacity
to play and enjoy a session in my inventions,
and their general life experience too. |
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| All of the above being
said, please allow me to confirm that I am
indeed just a regular guy who happens to
enjoy a slightly off centre life style. It's
fun, and I fully intend to continue down
my path until the Grim Reaper carries me
off. |
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| As of 2005, JG-Leathers has a fantastic web site. Visit his site and you may contact him from there if you wish: www.JG-Leathers.com |
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