My Porn is just that. At the beginning of the Internet I downloaded a lot of erotica, so much so, my studio was flooded with printed jpegs. First I created wallpaper and decades later photographic interventions. Both document the history of selfies, the social currency of a new networked queer aesthetic, and the practice of choosing one’s queer family. Moreover, it portrayed me without picturing me. The wallpaper was commissioned for NY Photo Fair and widely exhibited, including a solo pavilion for the Discovery Award at Les Rencontres d’Arles, a world-renowned annual photography festival. Before the Internet, my porn collection consisted of magazines. To memorialize the archive I scanned, published, and then burned it. This was something I did in my youth. As a teen, my friends and I created zines from adult magazines only to ritualistically burn them, fearing discovery. We made more, and burned them too. That cycle — making, sharing, destroying — was the foundation for My Porn, the book.