Thelma in her Living Room. I got married for the first time when I was 15 years old. After my first husband I had two other and five children. I thought life was just about raising kids and being a mother.
To my surprise, the older people were not just proud of their age and the fact that they made it that far in life, they were also still falling in love and breaking up. They were overcoming their lifetime partner’s death, living out their erotic fantasies or dealing with the loss of their sexual desire.—Freya Najade
If you are lucky, you get old is London-based photographer Freya Najade’s series of intimate vignettes exploring the life stories of her elderly subjects. Najade captures the present while listening to the past, reminding us that some things never change—to love, to suffer, and to dream are forever lasting.
Thelma’s Vase. I fell in love for the first time four years ago. With Swede I had my teenage years, which I never had. He has the prettiest blue eyes. When he walks through my door, my whole body just warms up. This is a beautiful feeling, but when he is not there it is a terrible feeling. I had my first orgasm with him.
Thelma. One day Swede went to see his son for seven weeks. The seven weeks turned into seven months. I got really ugly with him then. When he came back he didn’t want to touch me anymore.
Squirrel. Things got difficult when we stopped agreeing. Once I started having my own say about things, Swede would go home. People often don’t realize that everyone sees things differenty. This can be a problem.
Chris’ Photo Album. John and I went through a lot together. In the 1980s we experienced how almost a whole generation of gay men got wiped out by Aids. Many of our friends in these pictures died within three years.
Chris and his Dog. To lose my legs was not as difficult as I thought, my divorce and to admit that I am gay was much more difficult for me. But everything that is difficult in life makes you stronger.