Two older men embracing against a red background, a green four-pointed starburst motif behind them. On the left, Father Miguel Vidal — a broad, solid man, dark-skinned, warm, dark hair gone grey at the temples and slightly too long for propriety. A full beard, silver-threaded. The black clerical shirt open at the collar, the white clerical collar visible beneath, the neckline loose enough to show chest hair and his crucifix, and ridden up enough to show the tattoo at his hip — a geometric ichthys, faded with age. His eyes are closed. His expression is entirely unguarded, smiling. One large road-worn hand holds onto his lover’s crucifix. On the right, Adán — and pale, in a brown Carmelite habit and white wimple, spectacles askew, ginger curls escaping at the edges of the coif. His hairpins have come loose, the wimple softly undone by proximity and time. He is smiling also, a serene look to him.
Transmasc-Carmelite-nun-X-Jesuit-priest-old-man-yaoi, anyone? #queerart #transart #oldmanyaoi #art
