Photography&Story
I wake up and for a moment I think it was just a dream…but then I turn in bed and the nausea hits instantly. I break out in a sweat. When I tell people that I have an eating disorder they often don’t believe me. ‘But you’re so slim!’ When I lose the battle it’s…
In September 2018, I had to flee my country, Tunisia, to take refuge.I was raped, assaulted, I did not have the right to complain or to have the protection of the authorities and I was about to be arrested for homosexuality. This country, known for the famous Jasmine Revolution, which won the Nobel Peace Prize,…
I remember my 17 years and the double life that I led then vis-à-vis my parents. Prodigal son at home, every weekend I gave free rein to the carnival of my desires in the disco’s of Santiago de Chile, where the LGTBQ + revolution raged since the early 2000s. These precious moments of stolen kisses…
Last year, I was having a drink with a newly met friend in a small, nearly empty Spanish bar in the Center of Brussels when I had one of the strangest encounters of my days. I was telling my friend about my past and my mixed origins when a man who was drinking a beer…
We were introduced to each other by a mutual friend about 12 years ago and our first meeting was in a bar in Porto. At the time we were far from knowing that years later we would become a couple. Henrique was a body piercer and had a very different look from most guys so…
It was two years after our marriage. We didn’t have the honeymoon till then. It was what I always wanted to experience. I dreamed about a romantic one with flowers and lavender colour. I am not a romantic person at all but its special for me. Afterall, it’s Paris, the city of love… I made…
The more comfortable I became with my sexuality over the years, the less sexualized I became in expressing myself on a daily basis. Sex is not a big deal to me anymore and I think that is because I am not uncomfortable with it in the way I used to be. Being sexually active used…
Today I took a step forward, leaving my comfort zone behind. I never thought that I would sit naked in front of a camera, sharing my intimacy with someone I barely knew. We met by chance. I reacted to your story on Instagram and you promptly asked me out for coffee. Over lunch we talked…
My name is Luc. I’m proud of my name even if as a child, the others children were making jokes with it. In French, when you write it backwards, it means “ass”. So jokes are easy. My mother knew before my birth that I was a boy and that my name will be this one. She was…
We live in a world full of stories. They happen all the time and we easily stumble in an ocean of endless stories, but they tend to pass as a breeze and we often tend to lose them. If only we could collapse them all inside of us, we probably would have learned some lessons…