The Party Ended is a safe place.
It takes its name from the moment the party comes to an end.
When there is nothing left to prove,
all that remains is who we are and what, over time, remains of us.
-Ongoing project-
About the Photograph:
The need to define gender begins in the moment where the world tries to change it. I believe our bodies do not nail us to a history or a story already written .
The party has ended and you go back to face your reality through the judgement of others. This is my father.