When I was 12 years old I had a sleepover I will never forget. Me and my friends Alex and Mitchell were all sleeping over at Alex's house. We had all just woken up and Alex's mom had left us a note in the kitchen "hope you all slept well. I'm out for the day and won't be back until about 4PM this afternoon. You can get breakfast and I left money for you to order a pizza on the counter.
As Boys Grow
Stories of Man/Boy Love
The work explores adolescence as a liminal state, between childhood and adulthood, between the feminine and the masculine and between innocence and a burgeoning self-identity. Fougeron began her series in when her two Franco-American sons were 13 and 14, and followed them for six years. She travels a fine line as mother, artist and observer. This could be awkward for all involved, but ultimately she delivers honest portraits. We witness everyday life and the rites of passage found within it, often during startlingly intimate moments. The gaze is telling in these pictures.
Vintage Photos of Gay Love From the Early 1900s
This picture was taken a few years ago, back in The dress has long been donated to charity, ditto with the shoes. I had totally forgotten about taking these pictures, but seeing them now brought back a lot of fond memories of being young. Wooden trellis, Mirrors, wall of flowers.
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