Pablo Vergara Perez His work helped to the person that I'm today. I never met him, he never knew about my existence, but as a young trans man in a world with no references he was so brave and important to me that I can't put it into words
28 days ago

C Pearson The bravery, strength, kindness and joy, that was Loren, Rex, is something we will not forget. You gave us, all of you, and put your heart, soul, life on the line, to reach the world, and those who didn't have any idea what was possible. Loren, you showed how handsome a body, and person, could be. Tears are falling, and I am feeling deep sorrow for your sisters, and those who love you. We will remember you, you will not be forgotten. Loren R. Cameron will be apart of history, and our hearts. Thank you, for what you did, for being a friend if only for a little while, and for giving us, the gift of you! ....a big bear hug...
29 days ago

Melissa Murphy Loren/Rex had a big heart and an artist’s soul. Rex was smart, creative, and a steadfast gentleman, the romantic sort that would bring flowers. He was sensitive and had his edges. He was accepting and gentle and fierce when he needed to be. We walked together a lot. In the Berkeley Hills and later on trails and beaches in Mendocino. He loved to feel the awe of nature and would share photographs he had taken of nature or rooftop birds or his dogs in motion. I remember his birthday party on Stowe Lake! I still have photos of his big smile and box of puff pastries! In his publishing days, he would talk of his photo shoots and the great lengths he made to create a dignified space. If it meant spending money he didn’t have, he did it anyway. He wanted to show respect to those he photographed, and command the attention of the viewer. Rex took me to the gym and taught me to weight lift. He knew so much about the mechanics but also how the repetition healed the body. I fell in love with the gym because of him. He is the only person I let call me Darlin’. I miss him deeply. May he finally be free of pain. My deep condolences to his family and loved ones.
30 days ago

dani castro I am so very grateful for his love and support during times when I had no self esteem. He always saw the beauty in others and I am deeply saddened to see that he’s passed away. My deepest condolences and prayers for all he loved. He called me his muse once and that gave me the confidence to keep growing as a young trans person. I still have the proofs from his photos. Rest easy dear one.
about 1 month ago

Severino Carbone I met him at a conference and presenting his photographs and it changed my life. At the time I didn’t even know transitioning was possible, he opened my mind to the possibilities for that I’m forever grateful.
about 1 month ago

Thaniel Chase Such a formative member of the ftm community, so sad to hear of his passing! His art did so much to ease the isolation I’m sure many of us felt back in the day. I still have his groundbreaking portrait book; in fact I may have more than one copy. Thanks for making so many of us feel not so alone. Smooth travels, brother 💖 D
about 1 month ago

Builtabear Productions I am stunned and sad not just for myself, but for the tremendous loss from the trans community. He meant so much to me and did not even know it.
about 1 month ago

noah adams I'm so sad to hear on Loren's passing. His book body alchemy was a big part of my envisioning my own transition and ultimately the narrative was a big inspirafion for my own book of interviews with trans and autistic folks. Gone too young .
about 1 month ago

Jenni Olson This is so sad to hear. Loren/Rex was such a pioneer and his photography was both courageous and beautiful. We knew each other in the early ’90s and I hadn’t seen him in years but had been trying to look for him last year. May he rest in peace and power, and be long remembered. Condolences to his family and friends.
about 1 month ago

Percy Wise He was a complex and beautiful person. As with many, we were closest at the turn of the millennium. And like many, we lost touch over time - particularly as he went through a darker moment. Last week, I was in the Bay Area and suddenly found myself looking for him. Without knowing he had gone, I almost walked to his door in Berkeley up on God’s hill. But then somehow I knew he wasn't there and I went another way. Later, when visiting Golden Gate Park, I found myself retelling one of my favorite memories of him - the birthday party he threw for himself on Stowe Lake. He invited a small group of us out on a little rented row boat, and as we rowed around the lake he suddenly revealed a giant box of the most exquisite cream puffs for all to share. Another favorite memory: seeing him stroll across Castro street, daring to go shirtless in the late ‘90s on his way to meet us, wearing his chunky silver necklace. He was one of the strongest, weakest, and most transcendent men I have ever known. He believed in the spirit and in the earth. Sometimes hiding under the covers and other times soaring through the sky. A photo I purchased from him hangs in my home, serving as a touchstone for so many things. Oh, how that photo has changed in my perception as I have also changed over the years. Rest easy, beautiful soul. Love is the law, do what thou will. Here on earth, I will always remember you.
about 1 month ago