When I asked my homeboy and photography legend Richard Kern to shoot a set for me, he wanted to shoot me in my most natural state and expose this crazy, nomadic, gypsy sexuality. We piled in my little broken van home on a cold day in New York City and he had me wrap my gas thieving hoses around my naked self while the drug dealers standing in that parking lot wondered what the hell we were doing in there. Welcome to my home. I hope you all enjoy.