I was six years old and I asked my mom “When are we leaving?”. She said, “in a minute”. My question might seem innocent, that I was just bored to be in a supermarket, that I just wanted to go somewhere else. But it’s not. The feeling of fear and extreme anxiety was present, in…
Oh how I dread writing about myself. Yet at times in life I am inevitably confronted with this anguished task of exposing myself verbally. Sometimes I run & hide from this task, or find some roundabout way to avoid it. But I promised Chris that I would do, so here it is. I really do…
My heart stopped beating on March 26, 2019. On a Tuesday, on my way back from a weekend in Berlin. I don’t remember if it was rainy or what I ate that day, just a song by Pierre Lapointe that I had in mind when I opened the door on the 4th floor. What followed…
I booked my trip to Lisbon in January, planning to spend 5 days there meeting some old friends and shooting a few new models. I thought it was going to be a relaxing one, as I knew the city well enough and the idea of seeing some familiar faces was very comforting. Then Manu sent…
In these times where a naked body or naked art becomes more and more a sensitive topic, I try in my pictures to disconnect a body from it’s human aspect. I look at it as some kind of beautiful natural architecture, see how it interferes with a certain surrounding, light or mood. In this way…
After my mother’s death, there was a kind of release, an end to the fear of disappointing her. It had been some years of slow decay, due to her cancer and, in hind sight, the reason why I never really invested myself in a relationship, too. She was someone born out of her time, with…
I had absolutely no fallout from coming out. I made a huge deal out of it for years. Terrifying, sometimes paralyzing, fear of being rejected by the most important people in my life originated the crippling social anxiety I still have today. But if you really think about it just the concept of “luck” is incredibly…
Photographs & Text by Aaron Taylor IG: @aarontaylorphotographer Website: https://aarontaylorphotos.wixsite.com/home I grew up in a small town not knowing any gay men and struggled with the idea of being gay myself. With a lot of internalized homophobia and a constant stream of bullying throughout my school years, in my mind being homosexual wasn’t an option. Growing…
“How long have we known each other?” I asked, the old memories faded in my mind, like the old Kodak films, the colors of which were full of nostalgia. I was not sad this time. We were seeing each other again, in the sunlight, facing the ocean. Golden light shone through the mist formed above…
