Same Love

Same loveSame love is an attempt to establish an intimate dialogue between the artist, showing the innermost face of the heroes, and the heroes themselves, who leave the doors ajar to their love stories.

Same love

Same love is an attempt to establish an intimate dialogue between the artist, showing the innermost face of the heroes, and the heroes themselves, who leave the doors ajar to their love stories. The document is showing homosexual couples forming families or marriage for over a dozen or tens of years. The protagonists of the project are men whose sense of life is other man.

Ken & Lyn

London, 1968

This year’s winter takes its toll on everybody.

18 year-old Ken had just left a cosy nest of his family home. Shortly after he had been absorbed by the London freedom fever.

Just like every night, on this frosty evening, he was in search of a house party. He found one, invited by a friend. He wasn’t expecting anything special from this evening. Ken wasn’t feeling well on that day. He had spent it preparing himself to a several-month long, solitary journey through Europe that was about to start the following morning.

He wanted to say goodbye to his friends and come back to his warm bed for the last time to rest before the journey of his life.

Around midnight, when he was going to leave, he saw him.

Tall, handsome, dark-haired, a little bit shy 22 year-old was standing by the door and greeting his friends.

Why hadn’t he met him before? Where were they hiding him during the last months?..

Jeroun & Rudy

Amsterdam, 1995

This year the summer came unusually early. Most of the terraces were taken out already in May. The sun was shining with its brightest rays.

The atmosphere was favouring social meetings, love affairs, freedom and living life to the fullest.

Despite the beautiful weather, for 24 year-old engineer, Jerome, May 1995 was a time filled with sorrow and frustration.

Dissatisfied, distressed, trapped in a relationship that for a long time hadn’t reminded a relation of two people in love that they had eyes only for themselves.

Even though his mind was indicating to burn bridges, to move on and to create still unknown, new future, determined Jeroun was trying to fight for his happiness. Everyday he was waiting for Him to come back from work, tired after hours of supervising a flourishing bar. They were talking little lately. Long gone were the days when they used to laugh all day just like in the good old times...