The Joys of Being Gay Then and Today

The Joys of Being Gay Then and Today
Two books of photographs reflect a new vision of gay life, one looking forward, the other back. Both boggle the mind with what they reveal about the changing comédie humaine of gender and same-sex love.

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(Photo Scene4 Magazine)

The Invisibles: Vintage Portraits of Love and Pride, by French filmmaker Sébastien Lifshitz (Rizzoli, May 2014) was announced in the Huffington Post with a brief interview of the author by James Nichols. The book shows a homosexual world that couldn’t be seen before Stonewall.

I am not talking about transvestite performance shots, like Man Ray’s series of a Paris cabaret performer named Barbette, or those lecherous lesbian postcards and other soft-porn images that kiosks used to sell from under the counter, or street vendors from the inside of their coats — contraband of the verboten, the louche underground of “the love that dare not speak its name.”
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Lifshitz discovered that this love spoke volumes. Men and women in the first half of the 20th century, in the middle of severe oppression, took pictures of themselves and each other that tell a radically different story. In lovingly preserved photo albums this story wound its way to the French flee markets and garage sales of today, waiting in secret to be seen.

Surprise discovery
Lifshitz one day came across a Kodachrome family album from the sixties that had belonged to two seasoned ladies. The well-bred women were posing together in ways that caught his eye and puzzled him. They clearly were a lesbian couple, but how could they dare to have their intimate images processed at a lab – and thus quite in the public eye — at a time when discretion was paramount? Looking for further evidence of this desire to leave a record Lifshitz found that the two daring ladies were not alone. The vintage photo boxes and albums he began collecting rendered a rich harvest of “Invisibles,” more than enough to fill a book with six decades of evidence.
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What surprises at first glance in this collection is the continuity, from 1900 to the sixties, of a spirit of joy and subversive celebration. There is a prevailing delight in playing with gender, alone, coupled, or in a group of friends, mocking social codes and misbehaving. The complicity between the partners of this playful as well as serious pursuit is extraordinarily life-affirming and sexy. Sometimes elaborate costumes and transvestite disguises are used, at times for a grand, even staged, theatrical effect or for a simple cross-dressing party at home. Just as often the merest touch, a slightly feminine or masculine pose, a trace of lipstick or a high-heel shoe are the possible give-away that makes you look twice, and then look again. Like in a Rohrschach puzzle, you begin to wonder: men masquerading as women? Women playing men? Who is who in these photographs? And what is really going on?

The mystery of funny, erotic, or mocking gender twists permeates the book, starting with the cover photo. Lifshitz’s collection frequently takes gender over the top into a no-man’s land, no-woman’s land, where one keeps hunting for clues to decode the message.
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Mysteries
One photograph, for example, shows three good-looking young men in white dress shirts and black ties engaged in a lively conversation, seemingly having fun at a frat party, but at second glance it turns out that each man holds a ladies’ handbag by the elbow. Who are they? What’s the story with these handbags? While women dressed as dandys camp it up with fedoras, mustaches and cigars, other women enact a wedding ceremony with such sacred earnestness that there is no doubt they mean “until death do you part.”

In another photo, a chubby middle-aged man with a girl’s barrette in his short hair and a dainty bracelet on his arm, looks with serious eyes at the camera while he breast-feeds a doll. A couple of seasoned, rugged-faced men present themselves (in a snapshot that may have been a “selfie”) with worker women’s scarves on their heads.

Who would have thought that gays and lesbians from repressive eras left such a trace of pleasure and playfulness (at least in France), facing the camera with such obvious pride?

Capturing love
Interestingly, this collection of historical photographs — gay pride before the hour – has a modern equivalent in the book, The New Art of Capturing Love, a book of photographs of gay and lesbian couples on the way to tying the knot. The subtitle: “The Essential Guide to Lesbian and Gay Wedding Photography ” jumps half a century forward into the glorious Now of gay wedding rights.

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What a leap and what a change! Here, gay love and commitment “for better or worse” are celebrated in public, involving family, friends and whole tribes of equally proud supporters. In the ten years of struggles to break the gridlock for gay marriage in state after state (20 states have legalized it and all the others are faced with legal challenges) a new industry has evolved – the gay wedding industry. So many gays and lesbians are stepping to the altar, with so many more to come, that guidance is in demand. How do you document your great day? How do you create poignant, romantic, funny, authentic wedding photographs – from the engagement to the preparations, the ceremony and celebration to the final toss of the bouquet? Author Kathryn Hamm is the founder of the first gay online wedding boutique (gayweddings.com) and Thea Dodds is a seasoned photographer who invited a number of other great photographers to join in for this book.

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(Photo: Authentic Eye Photography)

Aren’t wedding celebrations always the same, following the same old, basic tradition? The authors make a convincing case for the sometimes subtle and sometimes dramatic differences that must be taken into consideration. LGTBQ couples see themselves, present or pose themselves, differently. They may have no family present for their wedding, may prepare together, and may have married the same person already multiple times as wedding rights kept evolving. They may have been together for decades, may not be comfortable with public display of affection, and may not be legally marrying at all. How does the gay wedding photograph reflect the changes? No more big groom in black hovering over little woman in white. Gone is the “bridal bias”: the focus is always equally on both spouses.

The big surprise for me as a reader was that today’s same-sex couples present themselves very much as the couples in The Invisibles did so many decades earlier. The wedding scenes are now mostly in rich color, perfectly staged and captured, but the spirit is delightfully similar. There is romance, erotic intensity, playfulness and pride. Some of the same props appear, like the jaunty umbrella; there is of course fashionable elegance but also the theatrical use of costumes. There are arresting stagings like rooftops or a fire escape. Like the “Invisibles,” the contemporary brothers and sisters in Capturing Love opt for humorous snapshots: a bridesmaid in flip-flops is surrounded by her male fashion police, pointing with comic outrage at her feet; male nymphs cavort in a romantic outdoors celebration; double bouquets are tossed in the air; two ecstatic newly-wed lesbians flip out on a New York escalator.
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Men kissing
As if the new book had taken the historic photographs as a role model, the gay men of today adopt eye-to-eye and skin contact. Instead of standing shoulder to shoulder, as men tend to do, looking out into the middle distance while they converse, these men are openly affectionate. Sexy, tender shots of men kissing fill the pages in both books, with the modern tenor being delicacy, respectfulness and good taste. The women, of course, have no problem being hands-on and emotional; they in turn are encouraged to break role stereotypes in their stance even if their look is butch-femme.

Capturing Love is beautifully written and the quality of the photographs is superb, with a natural and spontaneous look, although most pictures are carefully and cleverly posed. What is obviously missing from this new statement of gay marriage pride and respectability is outright provocation, two women cross-dressing as grooms or two men dressed as brides. It may take another half century for some author to collect and publish gay pictures of our time that mock all wedding traditions and demonstrate a subversive spirit that may already exist in private, invisible for now.

www.huffingtonpost.com/renate-stendhal-phd/the-joys-of-being-gay-the_b_5833218.html?utm_hp_ref=gay-voices&ir=Gay+Voices

Zac Efron Pops Max Joseph’s Cherry, Vin Diesel Debuts His New Beard And Liam Neeson Might Show You His Huge Package

Zac Efron Pops Max Joseph’s Cherry, Vin Diesel Debuts His New Beard And Liam Neeson Might Show You His Huge Package

There’s a new bromance in town. Zac Efron is cheating on Neighbors costar Dave Franco with Max Joseph, who’s stepping out on his Catfish partner Nev Schulman. Actually, Max is making his feature directorial debut in a new film titled We Are Your Friends, in which Zac plays a DJ. Max can’t say enough great things about Zac in this interview.

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Vin Diesel has posed for photos with his new beard. Michelle Rodriguez was nowhere near.

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As the ultimate antidote to the haunting cult film Being John Malkovich, the veteran actor has been photographed as a number of other iconic cultural figures including Alfred Hitchcock, Andy Warhol and even Marilyn Monroe.

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While guesting on Andy Cohen‘s Watch What Happens LiveLiam Neeson answered a caller’s question about when she can see his reportedly gigantic endowment. It could happen.

Ricky Martin is ready to make some changes in his life with his new single “Adios.”

Bette Midler will salute the great girl groups of yesteryear ranging from the Andrews Sisters to TLC on It’s the Girls, her first album in eight years, which is due November 4.

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Love might tear them apart but regrettable fashion choices and power ballads will keep Todd and B.J. together while making their dream to become R&B’s most mediocre duo in the 1985-set comedy Eternity, which opens in select theaters next month.

Darren Criss had a meltdown while driving to the IHeartRadio fest.

Erasure will make you high with the duo’s euphoric new single “Elevation.”

Want to observe the chemistry between Raul Castillo and Jonathan Groff in person?  If you’re the highest bidder on this auction you can visit the Looking set and have lunch with available castmembers.

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Watch Kelly Osbourne have a “Good Girl Freak Out” in the new music video from Double Duchess directed by J.B. Ghuman Jr.

Although Honey Boo Boo’s Mama June and Sugar Bear split last week, her Uncle Poodle has announced his engagement to boyfriend Alan.

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Dax Shepard thinks Brad Pitt would be the ideal guy to have gay sex with…so do we.

Jeremy Kinser

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3 To Be Charged In Philadelphia Gay Bashing

3 To Be Charged In Philadelphia Gay Bashing

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Arrest warrants have been issued for three individuals accused of savagely attacking a gay couple in Philadelphia’s city center on September 11. ABC 6 reports:

The accused are Philip Williams, 24, Kevin Harrigan, 26, and Katherine Knott, 24, all of Bucks County, according to the Philadelphia District Attorney’s Office…

Each will be charged with aggravated assault, simple assault, recklessly endangering another person and criminal conspiracy…

The two victims suffered serious facial injuries. They claim they were targeted for being homosexual and savagely beaten.

Persons of interest being interviewed by police last week claimed it was a mutual fight, sources told Action News.

Also last week, the Archdiocese of Philadelphia released a statement acknowledging that several former students of the Archbishop Wood High School in Warminster, many 2007 graduates, are suspected in the attack.

The assault cannot be prosecuted as a hate crime because Pennsylvania does not currently have a hate crimes law on the books that specifically protects LGBT citizens. Looking to change that, state lawmakers held a rally today in Harrisburg to introduce and drump up support for new hate crimes legislation. Rep. Brian Sims spoke out, blasting lawmakers for not acting sooner. State Sen. Jim Ferlo, who authored the new bill, also took the opportunity to publicly come out.

District Attorney Seth Williams spoke out about the atrocious crime. From NBC 10:

“I would like to thank the police for their thorough investigation and the public for the outpouring of information and tips in this case,” said Williams. “This vicious attack shocked the entire country. An assault on people because of their sexual orientation has no place in Philadelphia.”


Sean Mandell

www.towleroad.com/2014/09/3-to-be-charged-in-philadelphia-gay-bashing.html

Gay in Theory

Gay in Theory
Ever since I came out four years ago, my straight friends have been incredibly accepting of me being gay. They’re fine with me talking about guys and will sometimes even offer a bit of dating advice. Last spring, I invited a guy to my Indiana college fraternity’s formal. I realized, though, that my fraternity brothers had never actually seen me with another guy. To them, I was “gay in theory.” Would they be as accepting when they saw me dancing beard-to-beard with my date?

The guy I had been casually seeing, whom I will call William, was a nice, good-looking Southern boy from Kentucky, and I genuinely liked him. He was a crazed sports fan, which was refreshing, as I am more passionate about popular culture and fashion. We had been lightly seeing each other for a few months by that point but, because he went to another university, not many of my fraternity brothers knew him, let alone had met him. Until then, he was merely an amorphous figure only occasionally mentioned.

It wasn’t until the two of us were standing in the corner of the dance venue in Cincinnati, where we had traveled to for the big weekend event, that my “theoretical William” was all flesh and bone, standing in front of them. Now there was no questioning, no doubt, no maybes.

On the dance floor, eyes were on us. Our every subtle interaction was carefully gauged. The men of Sigma Nu, my brothers for two years, had faces of curiosity, even confusion. The years of fun bantering and supportive gestures were being tested in that regal hotel setting, right there and then.

Depending on where the masses of partiers were migrating, I would guide William and I to the opposite direction of the ballroom floor. What I can clearly identify as paranoia now seemed nothing but too real in the moment.

During one of our moves, a girl saw us and ran over, squealing with excitement. “OH. MY. GOD. You two look so cute! Let me get a picture!” She immediately grabbed a cell phone, pointing it at us. William automatically put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. I could feel his supportive hand on the arch of my back.

Once the pictures were taken (of course with flash, because there wasn’t enough attention on us already), I quickly took a step back, separating myself from my attractive date. “Really,” the girl continued to gush, “you two look adorable.”

After she ran away, I thought back to our hotel room, just as we were about to come downstairs. I had fixed William’s bow tie and admired my date. I made very certain we weren’t too matchy-matchy. I didn’t want to be of those couples who color-coordinate every detail.

“Well, do you want to dance?” William asked me after we had said hello to everyone. Reluctantly I agreed. Walking onto the dance floor was a major jolt. I fought panic. Yet minutes later I began feeling in-charge, even powerful. I was in control of my — our — night. (The Beyoncé song playing may have helped a bit while I’m being completely honest.)

As we danced, I made sure not to get too close to William. I also must say I secretly hoped no slow songs played. Baby steps.

One brother in particular caught my attention. We’ll call him John. He studied us carefully; he never took his eyes off us. I knew John was from a small town in Indiana. I’ve been to small towns before, seen the residents. I had always wondered about John; what he really thought about me. I knew it was wrong for me to think, but his cornfield childhood concerned me.

With my concentration stuck on John, and what he was thinking of William and me, I accidentally backed up into one of the older guys in the house who I didn’t know as well. He spun around, taken aback.

Before I could interpret his reaction — did he realize it was a total accident and was just startled? Did he think I was hitting on him? — I had grabbed William and made a hasty move to the back of the room. With roller coaster craziness, the extreme high I was on quickly disappeared, my confidence plummeting.

I had become the stereotypical kid at the punchbowl; only now it was in college at a dance I really should be enjoying with my date. I stuffed my face with some soggy, hotel egg rolls and plopped down into a char.

“Are you okay?” William asked, clearly confused by my odd behavior.

“Doing great!” I lied, feigning a smile.

I surveyed the dance floor, a tinge of jealousy rising up. All of my friends were moving around, dancing, laughing, and having a great time with their stunning dates. Why couldn’t I let myself go out there and enjoy myself? I had no reason to believe my Sigma Nu brothers wouldn’t be fine with me enjoying my date.

The evening was winding down. I wanted to make sure William and I got out a little early as to not bring attention to the fact we were sharing a hotel room (something I had tirelessly debated about with myself).

Just as we were about to enter our room, an older brother in the house walked past, arm-in-arm with his girlfriend. He gave us a quick wink and a hint of a smile, and continued walking. I was surprised — and that’s when I saw how wrong I’d been. All those stares? My friends were probably worried about how skittish I was acting.

The weekend as a whole, despite my inner turmoil, turned out to be a great success with wonderful memories made — not just with William but friends as well. I had taken a giant leap of faith: in William, in my fraternity, and ultimately in myself.

Little did I know that in two months time, coincidence would have William and I both interning in New York City. But he wouldn’t be in my life anymore, he having completely (and abruptly) stopped all communication.

So, in the end, I was right to be worried. I was just worried about the wrong thing. In many ways, I felt I had betrayed my Sigma Nu brothers. I doubted their compassion when they had been nothing but loyal.

After reflecting on this with a friend, I realized I was projecting my homophobia onto others. He declared me a homophobe-phobe. He may just have been right.

Although I can add William to my list of dating failures, which I have no doubt will grow in the years to come, I realize now how important he was. The dance in Cincinnati was a sort of social laboratory, testing my “gay in theory” hypothesis. Thankfully, it was all in my head.

The camera girl was obtrusive but kind-hearted. Small-town John was quizzical but not mean (and likely struggling with his own belief system now that he’s in the wider world). It’s as surprising as it is wonderful that even in the conservative heart of America, perceptions are changing — including mine.

www.huffingtonpost.com/andrew-gelwicks/gay-in-theory_b_5852054.html?utm_hp_ref=gay-voices&ir=Gay+Voices

Senator Jim Ferlo Casually Comes Out At Press Conference: “I’m Gay, Get Over It”

Senator Jim Ferlo Casually Comes Out At Press Conference: “I’m Gay, Get Over It”

Jim-FerloPennsylvania Senator Jim Ferlo formally announced that he is gay this morning while speaking at a rally in support of updating the state’s hate crime law.

Flanked by members of Philadelphia’s LGBT community and out Rep. Brian Sims, Ferlo told a crowd of LGBT supporters that “hundreds of people know I’m gay. I just never made an official declaration.”

Speaking for the first time as Pennsylvania’s first openly gay senator, Ferlo added: “I never felt I had to wear a billboard on my forehead. But I’m gay. Get over it. I love it. It’s a great life.”

Ferlo and Sims were speaking in the capitol this morning to help push support for Senate Bill 42 and House Bill 177, which would expand the state’s hate crime law to include protections for LGBT people. The topic has become urgent and more hotly debated following a brutal Sept. 11 gay bashing in Center City that left two victims hospitalized.

Today, six days after assailants in the crime were identified, there have been no arrests made. We’ve been reporting that even when if they are, they will not be hate-related as the state’s current hate crime law does not recognize hate crimes as LGBT-inclusive.

At this morning’s press conference, Senator Larry Farnese explained that SB 42 and HB 177 have been moving through the capitol for years, but now have renewed vigor.

Speaking in favor of urgently passing SB 42, which was originally drafted by the newly publicly out Ferlo, Sims said “there’s a million of us in this state and we deserve the same rights and the same protections as everybody else.”

Matthew Tharrett

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