Twelve years ago, I was studying Fine Arts at Central Saint Martins, and I was interested in the idea that identity might not be as singular as we tend to imagine it: that there might not be one fixed self sitting somewhere inside us, waiting to be known. There might instead be something more fluid: selves appearing and disappearing, taking shape in relation to time, context, memory and one another. At the time, I made a project called Photography of Nothing. The idea came ou