Photography&Story
As a kid growing up in a big very religious family I always felt kind of different. I was also more creative and never felt understood, my parents sent me to karate, youth movement and music school but all I wanted to do was going to drawing class but of course there was no time…
When you grow up in an environment where the norm is not to show the slightest sign of weakness, the slightest emotion you have to appear to be strong, to be better than the others. Never be satisfied with yourself, you could always have done better. In this context, a social, loving, intimate relationship with another human…
My name is Plum. I came to Belgium when I was eleven years old. With my sweaty palms and nervous smile, the plane landed. The excitement for the unknown rushed through my body. I remembered I was expecting a snowy landscape during the ride to my new home and got really disappointed when there was…
A friend told me: “Think, what you can influence within your abilities, in order to change the current state of your life.” I was suffering from being stuck in Belgium for all this time, suffering from binding to the rules while being paranoid seeing others stump upon the rules mindlessly without any guilt. I was…
Winter 2020. January, right after my birthday party. Two days later, I met a man who changed my life immediately. I already knew then that this meeting had to take place. We fell into each other’s arms, which soon became ecstasy during a kiss. Later, only miracles happened. We fell in love with each other…
“Useless Faggot!“ The words hit me in disbelief. To say I was hurt would be an utter understatement. Never before had I been insulted like this. Sure, I had been called faggot – by some bullies in school or strolling around the city. But this was different. This was supposed to be my safe place…
Hi. My name is Jordy. I am 35 years old and gay. Happy single at the moment. I had a very normal childhood. Grew up in a loving family with my sister. Everything fell apart when my grandfather died on my 13th birthday. And six months later my father died in a car accident. My…
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Suddenly I received a message on Instagram from Eisenherz bookstore located in Berlin expressing their interest in selling the taleofmen magazines in their store. I was very happy. The deal went very smoothly. I think, for a moment, I got a sense of satisfaction, not because of the business perspective, but because of the idea…
Where am I from? I’ve always struggled with this question of identity. I was born as a Palestinian refugee in Lebanon. For complicated political reasons that I won’t go into, I am not Lebanese and never will be. Nor have I ever visited Palestine. Today, at the age of 28, I have finally managed to…