An art history book is opened to page 377. The Late Gothic Period. There’s a painting of St Sebastian being discussed. Martyr. Gay icon. A direct reference to an acceptable and vague enough place for my younger self to find masturbatory material within before I came out. A porno mag opened to the series “Hard As Steele” covers everything I just described. Part of a paged is ripped out. Desired. Taken. Chris Steele squats in what seems to be a sauna or indoor pool. In a trope of porn photography, Chris stares directly at you. There’s an exchange and an acknowledgement that you and him share. A reference to seeing and to being seen. Also the catalyst to my coming out story, which was my mistake of not deleting the web history on my parents computer. There’s no real cues to if Chris is a top or a power bottom. He’s vers within the image. Every option is advertised. Is on display. It may be the most personal and vague yet aggressive piece within the space. And That’s all I really want to say about it.