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STAY CALM: Remembering Shannon Larratt
It was because of a memorial that I initially met Shannon Larratt. My mentor had passed away, and new to the ways of social networking I posted a brief obituary notice on rec.arts.bodyart (R.A.B.) that caught his eye and shortly after I initially posted it inspired him to email me. I didnt know Jack personally, but his list of modifications was impressive. If youd like to post something on my website, Id love to have it.
BME was fledgling at the time. Still hosted on the ~io.org server and while the biggest body modification site on the internet (then and now) was still severely lacking in content. I replied, and, thinking I had just met one of the nicest girls in Canada, our friendship started to develop.
No. Not a girl. I get that a lot.
Our emails became frequent; at the time there werent a lot of people our age interested in heavy body modification; in Shannon I found a kindred spirit whos willingness to push the boundaries was equal to mine, someone who read weird comics, watched weird sci-fi movies and also had a passion for modification. I was a paid member of Unique at the time, spending $70 every six months to meet folks three times my age via a mail exchange service, meeting clandestinely in hotel rooms at tattoo conventions and brought together by our shared interest in modification but not much else.
I started submitting content to BME to help flesh out the surgical sections, the advanced modifications and eventually received an email from Shannon just shy of a year after Jacks death telling me that he was working on something new and needed my help and input. Our mutual desire to expose surgical modification to the masses had WORKED, with more new people becoming interested in the extreme modifications than we could have imagined. But more surprisingly, it was also bringing people with existing modifications out of the woodwork. Photos and videos were pouring in- some relayed through me (at the time most folks didnt have a scanner for their photos, digital cameras were still not in common use and video capture was still impractical) to avoid possible seizure at customs. Sections were filling up, NEW modifications were being discovered.
There were more people interested in our world than we thought possible, and with the anniversary of Jacks passing coming up, Shannon rolled out BME/Extreme complete with a password guarding the walls. The price to enter? Submit photos of your own advanced modification. Lurkers came out in droves- Im not sure if my subincision will get me a password, but
The small communities that had sprung up via postal exchange- Unique, BCQ, Enigma- none of us could have guessed how many people out there were doing these procedures. Shannon didnt invent the game, but he sure as hell gave us a room to play in. These communities were closed; hard to find. They came with a great deal of secrecy and a signup fee. BME/Extreme leveled the playing field. Turned on all the lights.
I finally met him in person in Detroit, 1998. Lankier than I expected, emerging from a Greyhound Bus with his hood drawn up like a monk and smiling his half smile with a hand extended. We have to get out of here. Lets find a hotel. It turns out Detroit was much sketchier than he was used to, and he booked us a suite in one of the nicest hotels in the city, earning a few stares from the patrons not used to stretched lobes and heavy visible tattoos. Over the course of the night we talked. And talked. The getting to know you phase of our friendship was all virtual so we were able to dive right in and talk shop.
Extreme was now several years old, joined by its twin /HARD, and Shannon was ready to move on to something new. So weve got all of these people talking via /extreme. What do you think about a modification convention? No hotel rooms or sketchy practitioners
just a chance for people who may not know how to find willing artists to get worked on, and who can show off their modifications for BME?
Several hours later, MODCON1998 was being discussed. Wed host it in my area of Florida. BME would fund it. Ideas were flowing. Shannon wanted to contact Joel Peter Witkin (and later, Alejandro Jodorowsky) to document it. The invite list would be strict, the rules stricter and finally a community would have an outlet. We wouldnt feel alone.
That event never happened, but a year later MODCON was held in Toronto. To date its one of my single proudest moments. A monument to Jacks legacy. A home for people who always felt like outsiders. We met, took photos, performed modifications, risked life and limb and even managed to be a bunch of goofball tourists.
The groundwork was there to do something bigger, and in 2000 Shannon rolled out the IAM subsite of BME. Inspired by Livejournal, IAM was a diary site where BME readers unfamiliar with HTML could start their own home pages; free of any stigma for posting body modification content. It was also a tool to increase submissions to BME. The community and the site would grow together.
Thirteen years later I feel that the impact of IAM was Shannons greatest contribution to the body modification scene. Relationships were forged on that site that remain with 1000s of us today. Spouses met. Events planned. So much excess that Dionysus would be impressed. ModCon was very niche, but IAM
your nose piercing carried as much weight as someone elses facial tattoos. You had friends all over the world who were there to support you through your hardest times as well as your happiest.
BMEFests happened. Suscons. Zombiethons. Scarwars. The Weirdos, god bless us, went bowling, gambling, rafting
All with Shannon constantly one upping the site code or the party or the community. The room he provided us grew into a playground.
Over the years my friendship with Shannon evolved. We didnt always agree; far from it. As I got older my views became increasingly conservative and his progressively more radical. Wed butt heads privately and publicly about the safety of a procedure or the ethics of a practitioner, but wed always respect the others opinion and by the end of the argument wed be smiling. We went through good periods and bad together, the balance shifting depending on the year, but through it all, he remained someone whos impact on my life is so thorough that its impossible to imagine my life without him.
Had you told me, almost 18 years ago, that one day Id be writing a memorial for him
Shannon Larratt passed away in Toronto, Ontario. He was 39 years old and is survived by his daughter Nefarious, his fiancé Caitlyn and his former wife Rachel who carries on the BME family of sites. He was so many things to so many people- mentor, teacher, inspiration
but to me, he was my friend.
Rest in Peace, Brother.
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