My dear queer slut chimera body My body is a territory. A place traversed, claimed, gazed upon, desired, sometimes rejectedbut always there. I’ve hated it, corrected it, staged it. I’ve sculpted it, abandoned it, offered it.I am queer, I am… Continue Reading
I watched him standing silently on the hill, the late afternoon sun casting a golden glow behind him, silhouetting his figure in a striking contrast. His masculine body was perfectly sculpted: defined arms and legs, a light fuzz of hair… Continue Reading
The patron content is only available for patrons of Tale of Men. You can become one here. Tale of Men project was born out of my passion for photography and storytelling. As it grows, the cost starts to mount. You… Continue Reading
The patron content is only available for patrons of Tale of Men. You can become one here. Tale of Men project was born out of my passion for photography and storytelling. As it grows, the cost starts to mount. You… Continue Reading
The most important thing I learned is to never stop learning. And that there’s so much more to learn than academics. Brussels gave me a job, it gave me a chance to discover who I am, it gave me a… Continue Reading
The patron content is only available for patrons of Tale of Men. You can become one here. Tale of Men project was born out of my passion for photography and storytelling. As it grows, the cost starts to mount. You… Continue Reading
Sometimes I feel like I’m living two lives. One in Brussels, where I moved almost five years ago with the thought that it would be only for a moment, just a step in a five-year plan before returning to Finland.… Continue Reading
The patron content is only available for patrons of Tale of Men. You can become one here. Tale of Men project was born out of my passion for photography and storytelling. As it grows, the cost starts to mount. You… Continue Reading
The patron content is only available for patrons of Tale of Men. You can become one here. Tale of Men project was born out of my passion for photography and storytelling. As it grows, the cost starts to mount. You… Continue Reading
I was born in 1981, in a city in what was then East Germany. From the beginning, I was a quiet, introverted child — someone who preferred to observe rather than to be seen. I always felt a little out… Continue Reading