Queerty is better as a member
The interview asks:
“As a 26 year old, I look at your book and books like this, nostalgic books about the past… and think, I wish I was born then. Now sucks, comparatively! Was it really that great?”
Are you kidding me?! I am forever grateful THAT wasn’t my time. The pictures may look pretty, but what came next was a nightmare.
Figures it be Polaroids from 35 years ago, no way Queerty would be able to find let alone post pics of hairy gay guys in present day.
Pre-steroid bodies, for a change.
I can’t look at these pictures without great sadness, though, given what we know in hindsight about the nightmare that was stalking these men even then.
Behold how sexy a man still can be without pierced ears, lips, eyebrows, taints, scrotums, navels, tongues or a back, chest and limbs defaced permanently with embedded ink. It really was that way once.
@dvlaries: So right… these guys, including the hunky photographer himself in picture #1 are natural, beautiful men. I want to see more.
I had the priviledge of meeting him on my Atlantis Cruise back in the early 2000’s. He is such a nice guy; and true to form, was taking incredible pictures of lovely sexy men.. He actually asked if he could photograph me; he said he was in love with my green eyes, and he did so along with his models; I felt so honored to have been photographed by a man who’s photographic masterpieces adorned both my library and coffee tables in my home.
@erikwm: What came next was just another part of life, illness, caregiving, death. I survived it many didn’t and as a community we learned and grew. And yes it was fun, still is.
Thanks for the memories of a wonderful, special time and place.
Unless one happens to be one of the people on the photos, why in the world would anyone actually pay money to have a copy? As photographs, they are nothing to brag about having taken.
@PSPoolside: Silly me! I didn’t realize burying half your friends while in your 20’s and 30’s was “just another part of life.”
Nonetheless, I remain grateful it hasn’t been part of mine.
Those were some really fun days on Fire Island, but of course, nobody could see what was coming. When AIDS hit, Cherry Grove died too. The silence out there was frightening and sad. It replaced the laughter and the voices of our friends. For a couple of years all you could hear was the ocean. No parties, no camp guys hanging out. Everybody waiting for the other shoe to drop. There was no test at first and you could cut the tension with a knife. Life went overnight from raucous sex and drug parties in the dunes to worry, despair and death. Eventually, slowly that changed and the irrepressible gay spirit won out, but that was a very long journey from there to here. I always wonder how differently this (gay world as it is now) would have turned out if there was no AIDS. Any ideas?
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