Once I was chained to a ceiling by a paraplegic man.
He welcomed me warmly into his studio and we hit it off immediately. I came to his house having no idea that the photographer I would be modelling for that day had contacted me via email using a combination of his mouth and a metal dowel attached to one elbow. In fact, everything he did in his life he did that way. A cable extension from his camera that he could hold in his mouth and bite down was all he needed to activate the shutter, and for changing the camera’s setting he used his lips and tongue.
