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The euphoric sex-on-the-beach atmosphere was full throttle from the get-go.
By Brandon Baker ·
8/12/2013, 4:04 p.m.
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If your gay-boy libido didn’t kick into overdrive at PhillyGayCalendar’s Boys of Summer event on Saturday at Voyeur, you should probably see a doctor — pronto. Titillating twinks, beefy bears, macho muscle studs, a bevy of queens gawking from a distance — to be sure, there was no lack of diversity (or sexual chemistry) populating this year’s Main Event. And though the summer soiree didn’t heat up until shortly after 11 p.m. (probably because of Tabu’s Bearlesque at 10), the euphoric sex-on-the-beach atmosphere was full throttle from the get-go.
Promptly at 9 p.m., toned and tanned go-go boys took the stage in their undies to gyrate their hips around glowing, rainbow-colored hula hoops as chiseled men in their crotch-clutching swimsuits trickled into the venue. Prancing about all the while was MC-substitute drag diva Satine Harlow. (She was filling in for Goddess Isis, whose basement flooded earlier in the day — the basement where she keeps all her drag.) Natalia Kills took the stage around 1:30 a.m., after coming from Bearlesque where she watched and reportedly loved an all-bear’d-up version of her song, “ Problem .” Too cute!
But the gist of the night’s festivities boiled down to boys, boys and more boys – and that’s exactly what we captured while in attendance. See the man meat for yourself in the photos and video of Natalia Kills performing with nearly naked G Philly cover model Gunnar Montana below.
Satine Harlow and Boys of Summer Organizer Steve McCann.
G Philly summer-issue cover model Gunnar Montana (in pink undies) with Boys of Summer headliner Natalia Kills.
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Photographer Alexandra Leese has never forgotten Hong Kong; the city of her childhood and the locus of cherished memories. Though she left when she was 11, the London-based fashion and portrait photographer recently felt compelled to return with her camera. “This began as something very personal to me,” she says. “I was at a point in my life where I felt disconnected from my culture and my hometown and I had a strong desire to reconnect and rediscover what I felt I had neglected.”
In her new zine and film, titled Boys of Hong Kong , Leese not only depicts this new wave of less rigid gender identity among Hong Kong’s male youth culture, but also illustrates the diversities that exist amongst them by dismantling some of the misconceptions she’s encountered. “In western society, Asian men tend to be regarded as ‘less attractive’,” she says. “There is also a tendency to stereotype Chinese boys as 'all looking the same.’ I aim to show diversity within Asian masculinity and celebrate their beauty.” With Boys of Hong Kong, Leese not only reaffirms that these notions are fundamentally untrue but also illustrates just how diverse and unique these young men are.
Alongside the premiere of a film directed by Luke Casey that coincides with Leese’s just-released zine , we catch up with the photographer to talk about making Boys of Hong Kong and hanging out with the cool kids of her hometown.
Although you’ve spent most of your life in London, you still feel that Hong Kong is your home. Did you feel any sense of being an outsider when you returned to do this project?
Alexandra Leese: I was definitely aware while shooting this project that I no longer felt like a local, and that my time away had given me a new perspective on Hong Kong. Despite feeling like I was an outsider coming in, there was also still a sense that this was my home. There was familiarity in the culture and an understanding of how the city works. There were advantages and disadvantages to this, but overall, I discovered a new respect and love for a place I once took for granted. So I wanted to celebrate what makes Hong Kong unique and to concentrate on the positive. Coming back to Hong Kong probably pushed me to ask questions that I wouldn’t have, had I always lived there.
Can you tell us about the preconceptions about Asian masculinity?
Alexandra Leese: Very often, in the west, Asian men are not seen as ‘‘attractive”. They are seen as effeminate, homogenous, or “all looking the same”. It’s way past time to counter these prejudices, and I wanted to do so in a positive way by creating and showing a set of portraits that celebrates a diversity of masculine beauty and character.
“I was not expecting teenage schoolboys from Hong Kong to have such profound and progressive ideas about gender” – Alexandra Leese
What do you think that your images reveal about emerging youth culture in Hong Kong?
Alexandra Leese: The series focuses on a diversity of men within Hong Kong’s youth culture, from schoolboys to artists, and illustrators, skaters, bikers, and tattoo artists. They represent a range of sexualities and backgrounds. I can’t speak for Hong Kong men as a whole, but I observed throughout my project that this generation of young men is particularly self-aware. They are aware of the common stereotypes that Hong Kong or Asian men face, and many of them are consciously or unconsciously moving away from those ideas with a strong desire to find a unique identity and to not be defined by other people’s expectations. With a British colonial past and a communist Chinese future, ‘Hong Kong-ers’ do feel like they have their own cultural identity. They tend to have grown up aware of both eastern and western ideals, and I think this must affect their-slash-our collective mindset. Even though Hong Kong is a busy international city, the options available – especially to young, creative people – are very limited. I feel like this has created a desire among its youth to look beyond the bubble, to be adventurous, curious and open-minded.
Tell us about the process of getting into the intimate world of these boys?
Alexandra Leese: Getting inside their world was very organic – we would really just hang out. For the portraits, we would arrange to go to their homes or meet somewhere familiar to them. It was important for me to shoot them in an authentic and comfortable place, in order to make sure they were most themselves.
There’s a lot of interest and discussion at the moment about challenging and dismantling the male gaze. As a woman taking pictures of boys, what do you think your images bring to that discussion?
Alexandra Leese: The problem with the male gaze is that it typically uses a hetero-normative idea of femininity to create or prop up a superior masculinity. So, by challenging that notion of masculinity, I also hope to contribute to dismantling the male gaze. I aimed to be curious, truthful, and inclusive. It was revealed to me again and again just how universal the human condition is, and that more should be done to bring us together as people than to divide us as men and women.
Can you tell us about some of the ideas that characterise these boys’ relationships with masculinity? And how do they differ from their more conservative parents?
Alexandra Leese: This generation is simply more willing than their parents were to question masculinity as a construct. Jackie and Kenneth really stood out for me as an example of how I believe the youth of Hong Kong are moving forward. They were the youngest of the boys I photographed and even challenged my own preconceptions because I was not expecting teenage schoolboys from Hong Kong to have such profound and progressive ideas about gender. They were extremely affectionate with each other and had their arms around each other the whole time. I was surprised to learn that they were straight since I had just assumed they were dating, but it was refreshing to be challenged that way! They asked me a great question, “Why can girls be affectionate and boys can’t?”
What factors do you think have brought about this cultural shift?
Alexandra Leese: I don’t think you can overestimate the power of the internet in conservative societies like Hong Kong. It gives young people an outlet where they would not have previously had one: an outlet to express themselves, to find like minds, and to experience what is happening in other parts of the world. And when their freedom of expression is being threatened in real life, they still have somewhere to go online.
This project focuses on masculinity – but did you notice any changes in the way that young Asian women relate to female identity?
Alexandra Leese: I went into this project wanting to learn more about masculinity in Hong Kong. I didn’t know much at first about how young men here related to the concept, but I did learn a huge amount. I didn’t focus on young women, as you say, so I can only draw from my personal perspective and experiences, and I do believe change is happening. Having said that, I would love to see a more open dialogue about what it means to be a woman today in Hong Kong. There is a tendency to go along with the norm and to not question that identity as fiercely as we might in less traditional societies. But I believe it is very much a matter of time before the momentum of that conversation reaches us, and I am excited to see (and be!) that change.
Boys of Hong Kong by Alexandra Leese was originally displayed at Red Gallery , 1 Rivington Street, EC2A 3DT on March 15, 2018, but the images are now available in the zine, which you can buy here
Film directed by Luke Casey; Creative direction Alexandra Leese & Luke Casey; Produced by Ocean Pine Studio; Colour by Jamie Noble at Studio RM
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I was 19 when I first had full-on sex with another man. I was at college, living in dorms, and the experience—aside from the usual horrifying awkwardness and somewhat spontaneity of the occasion—was completely and utterly unremarkable aside from one thing: the guy I slept with identified as straight.
The whole thing went down near the end of my freshman year at a party, at which people from the whole dorm floor were drunk and celebrating, carelessly streaming in and out of each other’s rooms, following the various different pop songs until one room took their fancy. I can remember, although I'd had some drinks, sitting alone in my friend’s room on a single bed, the mattress overly springy and with a coarse plastic coating, attempting to stream a song over our dorm’s spotty Internet connection.
It was late (or early, depending on your outlook on the world) when I was joined by the boy who was living in the room next to mine, way back on the other side of the building. He was clearly intoxicated, but it was a party after all and who was I, quite drunk myself, to judge. The minutiae of exactly how things developed from us being together in that room to us having slightly unsuccessful sex in a bathroom in a different corridor have since escaped me. All I know is that one moment we were talking and the next minute, well... we weren’t. I didn’t tell him that I’d never had sex with someone before; instead, saturated with vodka and inflated by nerves, I was swept up in the motions.
Before that night, I had hardly been a nun. When I was a teenager, I was precocious and restless. As the only out young gay kid at my school, I took the advancement of my sexual experiences into my own hands and I did what we all do: I bought a fake ID and hit the gay clubs. Out on the scene I had thrilling and, now looking back, precarious hook ups with guys, going far but never all the way. I know now as LGBTQ people we can define exactly what constitutes sex for ourselves, but when you’re young and your only sex education comes in the shape of illegally downloaded Sean Cody videos, penetration seems like the end all be all.
Still, as I grew into my late-teens, venues started to crack down harder on underage drinking, and it soon became increasingly difficult to go and hook up with guys much older than myself. I felt, in my increasingly anxious and deflated state, that I was being left behind. My first year at college, apart from being grueling mentally, was hardly a sexual smorgasbord of one-night-stands and hook-ups. Instead, I reverted to my teenage years, pining after straight boys who I knew I had no chance in hell with... until that night.
I’d love to say that I felt empowered by fucking my first guy, but the whole experience left a lot to be desired. While I knew it wouldn’t be like a gay college erotica I’d read on Nifty.org (gay canon, really), I rather naively wasn’t expecting the fall out. The boy told his then-girlfriend (who I knew about), saying I had come on to him but that nothing had really happened. Although one thing I can vividly remember was that it was quite literally the other way around, the visceral shock of being somewhat shoved back in the closet and denied the celebratory expungement of my virginity was palpable.
For the next year, we’d hook-up on and off, usually at 3 a.m. after we’d been out partying. We’d meet surreptitiously in dark and make out in the cold British weather on a park bench before venturing back to his place to have sex. And while at the beginning I felt like I had the upper hand in the situation—I was the one who was out and comfortable in my sexuality, right?—after each time we met became more secretive and more dirty, I began to feel secretive, dirty, and most of all shameful . I’m not sure whether I really fell for the guy or not, but I do know that at the end of it he was just using me to get off.
I never learned whether the boy I lost my virginity to was struggling with his sexuality. I think, when I look back now and occasionally find myself tumbling through his Facebook page, that he wasn’t. I believe it was just sex, or at least that’s what I have tell myself now to avoid slipping into a memory induced k-hole. I realize I fell into that old gay adage of placing my feelings on a person who, for whatever reason, was never going to invest them back in me. Worst of all, though, the shame attached to the memories of those first times marred how I would approach sex for years.
It was listening to Years & Years’ new song “Sanctify,” and seeing the band’s out gay singer Olly Alexander talk about how the song was inspired his sexual trysts with straight men, that I realized that these feelings are way more common than people let on. Sure, I know all about gay guys having sex with straight guys, but it felt reassuring to see him describe the “saint and sinner role” he embodied during those experiences, and to hear the uncertainty and melancholy weaved into the song.
More than anything though, was the repeated lyrical mantra of “I won’t be ashamed.” Because as queer people, we’re buried in lifetime’s worth of shame so vivid and searing that oftentimes it’s crippling. Bursting through that shame is our badge of honor, our beautifully united experience. And maybe, like the song says, that does sanctify our sex lives and makes us just a little bit holy.
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