I live in Manukau City, South of Auckland; New Zealand. We have the densest pacific island population of any country in the world. The given is that meeting other like minded queers like yourself is easy, since geographically we’re all in the same city. You would think it were that simple. The Polynesian Princes of south Auckland are as closeted as the gays in the NRL. They have refined their visibility to a passing fragrance of I WANNA FUCK YOU BUT I”M WITH HER. The problem with this metaphor is that it reeks of homos in south Auckland but these men have succeeded in making themselves invisible.

So therein lays the problem of trying to engage and understand a type of man that exists only in theory. I imagine this type of man as wanting to express his sexual fluidity and attraction to the same sex however being stunted by his contradicting physicality, one of which is typically hetronormative and in gender specific terms what is appropriate for him to conform to i.e. “I am built in the manner of a man that is only biologically compatible with a significant other of the opposite sex”. This belief system is made a mantra that affirms a masculine stereotype and a gender ideal that is perpetuated, driven and motivated both sociologically and politically by a western heterosexual statuesque and moral majority.

The art works posted on this blog are inspired by this idea. This is JERRY THE FA’AFAFINE he is pleased to have finally found you and met you...




JERRY first saw this boy at MATAFAGA, a Samoan Night Club in Otara, MANUKAU CITY. When asked if he likes PUSSY, he replied... "YEAH... IT'S OK". Given the nick name FAT BOOTY BOY, Jerry noticed this piece of booty rupturing out of his skinny jeans and knew that it had to be documented. Jerry's appreciation for the booty, ratz tails and Samoan INK has lead to approaching FAT BOOTY BOY to give it up for the camera.


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1 comment:

  1. hahaha he looks gay as.....check out those eyebrows~