In late 1991, I briefly returned to London from Portland, Oregon, after Michael Landy wrote to say that he was curating a group exhibition at Karsten Schubert and wanted me to take part. When we met, Michael asked what I was making. I told him “nothing,” although this was not strictly true. I was privately developing work and had no wish, at that point, to disclose it. I was also still uncertain about returning to the London art world, having become deeply invested in America, the deserts, and in understanding my earlier decision to withdraw from exhibition.
Michael, who had been particularly upset when I destroyed my degree show, suggested instead that we exhibit Discovery of Criticism, a second-year Goldsmiths series that had been well received. I agreed, and proposed adding a self-portrait made while I was working in uniform on the London Underground. In retrospect, the photograph now seems to mark the interval between two positions: the work I had publicly abandoned and the work I was privately beginning.
A few days before the opening, I returned to the United States.