I didn’t have to put much effort in telling my parents I was gay, because I was caught at age 13. It was July 2007 and I had just finished exams. I had recently met a 17 year old guy online for the first time and I was planning to go see him. He was…
(1)Inconsciemment. Une image et un idéal. Un critère et de la brume dans les idées. Se battre avec la foi qu’on a de soi. La forme dont on rêve. Le rêve à atteindre. Ne jamais s’en approcher. Ou plutôt, très lentement. Sournoisement. Et quand on pense tendre vers elle, se sentir encore plus misérable. De…
When I chose to pose for photographers and represent myself through pictures, I realized that part of it was because I always considered myself as the cerebral type, and I felt like I completely lacked of physical spontaneity. I can be a bit nerd sometimes, and modeling brought me a certain lightness, a frivolity that…
I am not good at quickies, either when it comes to photo shoot or sex. It’s this lack of intimacy, minimum effort for two people to get to a slight bit of each other, and this “come (cum) and go” formula that to me are very off-putting. However, like all things in life, it happens,…
I always lived in an appreciative, yet distant relation to spirituality and religion. I’m not baptized, not part of any specific religious group „by default“. My parents are even adamant atheists.I grew up in a christian environment, in a mixed protestant and catholic region in central Germany. Hills, forests, villages, churches. My Kindergarten was protestant,…
Today, I can say that I’m a happy person. Some years ago, when I thought I was happy, I wasn’t happy at all. For a long time I was a “perfect” person, an excellent student, great in sports, a lovely boyfriend, the kindest son and brother. I would do whatever the society wanted me to…
When I picked up the book “Call me by your name” in the local English book store in Brussels, I didn’t know that this book would have a profound impact on me. Nevertheless I was immediately captivated by the very first scene when Oliver arrived in the little Italian village where everything happened. “Later,” he…
We all have a very different story when it comes to addictions, so rather than talking about what made me fall into the excesses of chemsex (and heaven knows there are plenty of good and bad reasons: curiosity, low self-esteem, lack of opportunities for self-realization, breakups…), I want to talk about the ways I found…
