Here is another foto of me (right) and my brother, Bobby, from back in 80's.
He takes after our dad, while I am definitely my mother Maxine's son.
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Here is another foto of me (right) and my brother, Bobby, from back in 80's.
He takes after our dad, while I am definitely my mother Maxine's son.
#Art #photography #Gayartist #Queerart
"It Is Not Christmas Until the Aluminum Christmas is Up"
Myself (L) and my brother, Bobby (R) around 1960.
My dad took this photo. Digitally transferred from an Ektachrome transparency.
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"It Is Not Christmas Until the Aluminum Christmas Tree is Up"
Myself (L) and my brother, Bobby (R) around 1960.
My dad took this photo. Digitally transferred from an Ektachrome transparency.
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"Pisces Boats"
Crossing northern Puget Sound with my brother, Bobby. September 25, 2005.
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"Don't Go Jumping Waterfalls"
Photo taken of Snoqualmie Falls, Washington. May 18, 2011. My brother Bobby was visiting.
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"The Oracle Has Spoken"
We cast the perfect spell.๐ช
Sunset taken from my back porch landing.
October 27, 2023.
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I am annoyed at my brother currently and also I'm pretty sure our mom cursed him after he stole from dad.
"Heaven Tonight"
Approaching Horseshoe Bay, north of Vancouver BC, Canada. September 19, 2018. I was on a trip of childhood remembrances with my brother, Bobby.
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"Longbranch, Wa."
When I was a kid, we would take our boat here on Friday night and return home on Sunday night. A weekend of drinking and sloppy partying by adults.
A few days after our mother died on April 21, 2006, my brother went here to reminisce.
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"When the Evening is Spread Out (Against the Sky"
September 25th, 2022. From my living room, through the dirty window.
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relationship today. He hates our dad MUCH more than I. He also lived and misses our mother.
I am really proud of the adult my brother has become. He is a good guy. 6/end.
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My dad definitely is.
He thinks me and my brother are the same person! ๐
Lorenzo is my brother from another mother.
he is my father. and my mother. my brother. my friend. he is you, and me. he is all of us
I might still have 2 Toronto Maple Leaf* jerseys somewhere that my dad sent to me and my brother when we were much younger. I'm still processing that just 2 weeks ago, my brother and I met another brother of ours, another son of our dad, whom we haven't met before, and that he's in his mid-twenties.
One evening, when my brother was in the midst of it and my mother was at her witโs end, my Dad seemed oddly quiet and resigned. โI remember,โ he said, โ_my_ mother saying to me: โOne day, YOU will have a son!!!โ Years later, my brother had teen kids of his own and called Dad to apologizeโฆ
My mother still works and my dad drives her there everyday & both in their 80โs
"Saskatchewan"
The rail yard, in Tacoma, Washington. I was waiting with my brother Bobby, for a train to take us to Portland, Oregon.
He LOVES trains and train stations as much as I do. August 18, 2016.
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Am I late? My dad-son Eastern Dragons. Left is Hugales (Dad) and right is Runker (Son).
My brother from another mother:
Hottest people of our generation, doing the most important things they're gonna do in their young lives. At their athletic & training peak, so yea, no hormones pumping through them going Super Saiyan at all.
Let's use a bed made of balsa wood to keep Goku and ChiChi from boning.