Wild Christmas

In 2013 my family got smaller. In 2013 my heart got bigger. In 2013 my art got popular. In 2013 my popularity got knottier. In 2013 my knots got righter. In 2013 my writing got lovelier. In 2013 my love had to travel long distances, but is not afraid.

H O M A G E

The photographs of Arthur Tress reveal pasts lost to memory. Family, youth, occupied spaces since abandoned, and gay male lives long gone. Trying to capture and channel his singular eye, his sense of isolation and symbolic mystery, proved elusive. Must. Try. Again.
Thank you to Paulo Madeira. He took these images in an abandoned factory in Alcobaca, two hours outside Lisbon.


'Cut'


'Egg'


'Sexghost'

Paulo Madeira
http://www.arthurtress.com/