Back in the late eighties I was living in Brisbane, Queensland and during the 1988 world Expo in Brisbane my mother bought a season’s ticket and stayed with me for a few months.  At the time I was living in an apartment in an area near the city called New Farm on the Brisbane River and it was a short ferry ride to the Expo site. In one of the neighbouring apartments were a gay couple, Greg and John, who thought because I was “living” with my mother, that I must be gay. Anyhow, as they told me later, their “gaydar” told them so. Let this be a lesson to all you guys over twenty one years old, still living with their mothers!  

One day Greg and John invited my mother and I to a birthday party at their place. They were great guys and a lot of fun, plus my Mum also got along with them as well, so we went along.  My Mother has worked with gay guys since the sixties and over the years has had gay friends. So basically, I’ve been brought up around gays and as such, I’ve never had a problem with them or their sexuality. Ever since I developed (no pun intended) an interest in photography, I’ve admired the photography of Gary Winogrand, Diane Arbus and Alfred Eisenstadt, so when I was invited to go to Greg and John’s party I jumped at the chance to visit this “other world” and take pictures with the then new Kodak film TMZ pushed to 6400 ISO.