The first time I was invited to Moscow to exhibit my LHBTQi+ photographs, I did not like the idea at all. The image I had of Moscow was all but inviting. I had an image of gray apartment buildings and poverty. And lots of snow, of course, but I happen to like snow. The exhibit was a success, although there were some attempts to demolish the works.
I soon fell in love with the city and on my second visit my employer rented a studio for me so that I could work with some Russian models.
