My brother is an amazing guy. We’re not biological brothers as such but it feels like we are despite minor differences. I’m black and gay while he’s straight and white. I’m a photographer, he’s a very talented writer and yet we’re incredibly connected. We share a French background and broken family history. Moreover we’ve got similar values as well as conceptions of life and that’s what really matters after all.

I almost feel blessed to have somebody in my life who cares for me that much and who’s not in love with me. I always think of him as the new kind of straight guys. Very relaxed and nothing to prove. The way forward.