Showing posts with label Spain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spain. Show all posts

March 06, 2015

Joaquín

Joaquín, age 12
Madrid, Spain (1956)

I felt different from a very young age. I didn't like sports, especially soccer, but I liked movies, radio programs, and shiny fashion magazines. 

I adored movie musicals and Howard Keel, and that was always a problem when I had to go to the theater with my two brothers.

In school I was generally a good student, and that put me in a category where bullying was absent or mild. Plus, I was dangerous, and my tongue could lash out worse than any whip. 

I read voraciously and soon discovered that ancient emperors and artists had the same proclivities I saw in myself. 

After some confusion, by age 15 I accepted being gay quite well.

But I also developed a system to hide it without lying too much.


Nobody really "came out" in the 60's, but during the 70's and 80's I managed to do it gradually, especially once I was professionally and financially secure.

Today I'm retired after a long career in teaching, and I'm happily married to another man and we're active in LGBT senior issues.

My experience tells me that trying to change who you are is useless and makes you lose your life. Discover yourself and live accordingly.

Nobody has any right to judge who you are.
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Click here - "Born This Way: Real Stories of Growing Up Gay" book
Click here - "My First Gay Crush Blog"


February 04, 2011

Txus

Txus, age 1
Tarragona, Spain (1975)

I love this poor, sweet, queer girl - because back then I didn't know that life could be so hard for tender and different people. I just looked upon the world with fear. Now I know I must be brave every day to thank all the activist people who fought for me to be Free, Gay and Happy.

My message for young gay kids now is: Each and every one of you are beautiful, different and special. You have to love you as you are - young, gay and gorgeous - and always find someone at your side. You must believe in yourself and be strong to live without fear. Nobody can prevent you to love or show you how you really are.

We must keep fighting for more freedom.
I've posted some words and poetry about it here.

Txus' first, famous-person same sex crush:
Julie Andrews (in "The Sound Of Music")
And definitely in 'Victor, Victoria'!
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The Sound of Music (Three-Disc 45th Anniversary Blu-ray/DVD Combo in Blu-ray Packaging) Victor/Victoria The World in Us: Lesbian and Gay Poetry of the Next Wave (Stonewall Inn editions)

January 26, 2011

Manuel

Manuel, age 3
Oviedo, Spain (1955)

My friends see this pic now and tell me how I remind them of Jane Wyman in All That Heaven Allows. Which flatters me, and perhaps it predicted what would be my future. I always loved Jane Wyman in that movie, and Rock Hudson disguised as the gardener.

"My first day of school"
I was the smallest boy in my catholic school, and all the nuns (even the bad ones) immediately became my 2nd mothers. But they seemed so foreign to me, and I'd ask them questions like: 'Do you eat? Why are you dressed like that? What's going on in your mind?' They adored me, as I was a very nice boy.

Later, I went to work as an actor in children's theater and I'd recite poems standing on a chair. I sang songs, and people said I looked like Pablito Calvo, a famous child prodigy from that era. He was the actor in Marcelino Pan Y Vino, which is a great Spanish film of 1955 (the year of my birth), and a film that I still love.

Another signal of me being gay back then?

I was very into films and movies as a boy, and still am. I still love The Sound Of Music the best, and more recently Douglas Sirk's Melos and Far From Heaven. Julianne Moore is one of my favorite actresses, of course.

But it was the actors who I had crushes on, such as Charlton Heston, Doug McClure, Rock Hudson, George Hamilton, Troy Donahue, Michael Landon, James Franciscus, Robert Wagner, Warren Beatty, Jeffrey Hunter, Richard Harrison, and Stephen Boyd. Whew! :)

While I really didn't have an awareness that I was different as a child, my dreams were clearly telling me something just the opposite.

And it took me very little effort to be completely sure.

Manuel's first, famous-person same sex crush:
Robert Conrad
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ROBERT CONRAD 8x10 B&W PHOTO Marcelino Pan y Vino Melodrama and Meaning: History, Culture, and the Films of Douglas Sirk All That Heaven Allows Poster Movie B 11x17 Jane Wyman Rock Hudson Conrad Nagel Agnes Moorehead

Rafa

Rafa, age 5
Madrid, Spain (1974)

I chose this pic of me at a beach near Valencia (where my family vacationed), because I can look into my eyes and feel the huge barrier I built up in my inner world, and one I thought I was supposed to show to everyone else. It’s not a very natural expression, and one that no small child should be showing on his face.


I remember the ever-present idea of loneliness that seemed to have no end in sight. Knowing I was different - and aware that nobody would approve of what I was feeling - always made me feel alone. And I felt a false certainty that things would remain that way forever.

I can’t claim to have been only incredibly unhappy, because my family loved me and I had a few friends. But as my birthdays went by, the burden of hiding what I felt lead me to feel constantly misunderstood. As a result, I often sought out my own personal place, where I could just be alone and not have to pretend in front of anybody. That’s why I always read or drew or played by myself.

When I was 4 or 5, I was already aware of the fact that I was attracted to men, something "very bad" that I couldn't talk about. I remember watching TV shows like Little House On The Prairie and feeling drawn to the actors, but not to the actresses. And I remember suffering, because I would force myself to not look at other boys. I never tried to do anything with girls at all, but I did force myself to be basically sexless and never give in to my impulses. That turned me into quite an introverted person, as well as a rather unhappy one.

For the gay kids of today feeling different, I say - don’t hide it, no matter how old you are. I know it’s hard and you’ll go through some rough times. But none of that compares to having your childhood and teenage years taken away from you.

Don’t let those years just go up into smoke. Live them for yourself, because the people who truly love you will stay by your side. And though they may have a hard time at first, they will support you in the end.

Love yourself above all else.

PS: I'm married and happy, and out of the closet for 20 years now

Rafa's first, famous-person same sex crushes:
Marc Singer ("The Beastmaster") & Maxwell Caulfield ("Grease 2")
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The Beastmaster Grease 2 [VHS] Queer Transitions in Contemporary Spanish Culture: From Franco to La Movida

January 25, 2011

Alberto

Alberto, age 3
Jerez, Spain (1980)


Here I am, phoning my friend Villa to talk about the new "chulazo" who had just moved in the neighborhood.

Before finding your blog, and seeing the other pictures posted here, I felt a little ashamed about this pic.

As a little kid, I used to dream about playing with Barbies, and I loved watching Falcon Crest on TV.

I realized I was gay at 5, but I didn't really come to accept it until I was 24


Now, I am a big, proud wolf!

Alberto's first, famous-person same sex crush:
Lorenzo Lamas (on "Falcon Crest")

Miguel

Miguel Cane, age 1
Mexico City (1975)

This photo was taken at my first birthday party. If you look, you'll notice that even then, there is a certain "sadness" to me. This is what my friends often refer to as my 'Liv Ullmann face' - even that young.

"Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close-up"
This, of course, does not mean that I was always a sad child -- but most gay children grow up wounded one way or another, at least those of my generation and country did. But it's a fact that there are no pictures of me smiling.

However, I love this picture. Not only because it reveals the essence of who I am (these bouts of hope and simultaneous sorrow, the look in my eyes), but also because of the lovely clothes. I mean, what's not to love there? The frills, the flowers, the lovingly handmade suit. At least I was smartly dressed even then.


I probably had a notion of my being different, even at that age. My mother says she could tell from the moment I was able to walk. She says I was not girlish, but rather neutral and measured.

I know I was pretty well aware of the attraction to males when I was 5 and started to go to the movies alot. I was bowled over by what I saw on the screen, such as Cary Grant or Warren Beatty, especially in Splendor In The Grass, which was so revealing to me later on.

I was a film buff even as a little boy. I fell in love with the apartment sets in Rosemary's Baby, I cried my eyes out at the end of Breakfast At Tiffany's, wanted to be a Von Trapp kid, and adored the Pompeii Club where Shirl The Girl winds up in Sweet Charity. My grandfather fed me movies and gave me enormous support. He loved me just the way I was, and I like to think he knew exactly who I was when he died when I was 7.

Everybody else could tell, much to the frustration and chagrin of my father. We had an antagonistic relationship for many years, until I politely but firmly told him off, leading to a dètente between us. My Mom was often caught in the middle of the drill. She never took sides, but she was supportive.

I'm now in my mid 30's, I moved to Spain, and my mom and I get along fine. And oh yeah - I eventually became a Film Critic & Historian, to boot.

I live alone, and I don't mind. All my life I've looked for courageous, resourceful, warm, & funny men. Some that I've loved weren't that, but I have no regrets, and I don't see it as a waste. There's plenty of ways to have love in your life, and plenty more to give the love you have in yourself to others. You may not live happily ever after - there are no guarantees for that - but bear this in mind:

You can live hopefully ever after.

Miguel's first, famous-person same sex crush:
Cary Grant (in "Notorious")

The moment he kisses Ingrid Bergman and she ever-so-slightly rubs his earlobe, I felt dizzy and my knees gave way. Everything was illuminated for me

January 24, 2011

Enri

Enri, age 6
Valencia, Spain (1976)

This photo was taken on my birthday, and the dress I'm wearing was probably the last one I wore during my childhood. When I started to decide what clothes to wear, my mother just left me to wear anything I wanted. They also bought me cars and cowboys & Indians stuff, and I wanted to be Davey Crockett.

"I've always been a party girl"

One day, one of the teachers called my parents saying 'I had a problem' by always playing with boys' stuff. My mom replied that it probably was the teacher who had the problem. Well, we all have had gay adults, but we never even noticed it.

I grew as a tomboy, was good at soccer, and the kids always wanted to play with me, as I beat most of them.

I didn't come out too young, as to me there was no such thing as 'being a lesbian', and being a tomboy has nothing to do with being one thing or another.

But inside of me, I always was a lesbian. The curious thing is that when I came out and my family was puzzled, I asked them:

'Do you remember how I dressed and what I played with as a kid?
I've always been this way.'


And that's when they understood.

Henri's first, famous-person same sex crush:
Her female English teacher at Primary school

Martin

Martin, age 12
Gloucester, UK (1961)

This was my official school photo from my first year at secondary school. As you can see, I was a fairly scruffy kid with no pretensions of diva - but the long eyelashes were probably a giveaway. I remember a classmate asking me if I dyed my hair, which probably sums up what I looked like back then: very dark hair and pale skin.


I suppose I knew from the age of about 3 that I was gay. I remember seeing a guy changing on the beach and I actually felt a rush of lust.

I'm the youngest of 4 kids, and learned early on that I was different and probably tried to hide my differences by becoming quiet and introverted.

I had very few friends, and those I did have were girls. Why didn't anyone put 2 + 2 together?!



Around the time of this photo, I discovered sex. I won't go into any lurid details, but needless to say at that age I was jailbait! I never got caught though. So, moving right along ...

My parents split up when I was 9, and I moved from Gloucester at 15 to live with my mother on the east coast of England. Then, I started pretending to be straight by having a girlfriend. We even got engaged to be married - but thank God I saw the light before that happened.

I moved to London at 21 and discovered a very healthy gay scene there.
I eventually moved to Madrid, Spain for love - which unfortunately didn't last, but living in Spain did. It was a good time to be in Spain: gay liberation was in the air, along with sexual liberation. I am now with my definitive version lover, and we are about to celebrate 10 happy years together.

My parents are both dead now and I never had the chance to tell my father who I am. But I did tell my mother, and she accepted it with her blessing. Me and my partner's familes all know about us, and we are just another couple within the family framework.

When you consider that in my youth homosexuality was illegal, it shows that self-acceptance and self-love is the key. Something inside me always told me that my feelings were natural and inborn. I really feel I have no regrets, and I'm now a well adjusted member of the human race.

And I'm as normal as the rest of us.

Martin's first, famous-person same sex crushes:
George Chakiris & Michael Callan

January 19, 2011

Javier

Javier, age 8
Andalucía, Spain (1987)

This is me when I was camping, at 8 years old. Every summer I went camping with my family. I loved this, and especially the Men's Locker Room. I spent hours sitting in there to see how the 40 year old guys dried their hairy bodies in front of me.

If I felt any pain, it was because none of those men were into boys as young as me! That might sound crazy, but it's true. It is a shame because I had enjoyed watching them so much.

After seeing these men, I would go to my bungalow or start dancing on the road.

I would play with my Walkman and loved listening to "True Blue" by Madonna. This made me so happy!

Now I find it very amusing to see this picture and remember the will and the desires I felt. Fortunately the years passed, I grew up, and I was with many men of all classes, races, and nationalities. Luckily for me, I've done it!

Javier's first, famous-person same sex crush:
Lorenzo Lamas
 
I always liked the real men of the street that I saw around me, such as teachers, bread vendors, or any guys over 40 with chest hair

Playgirl Magazine November 1993 UTLIMATE ROMANTIC FANTASY; Lorenzo Lamas Queer Transitions in Contemporary Spanish Culture: From Franco to La Movida 'Los Invisibles': A History of Male Homosexuality in Spain, 1850-1940 (University of Wales - Iberian and Latin American Studies) Verdi - Don Carlos (Original French Version) / Pappano, Alagna, Hampson, Theatre du Chatelet