Shortly before our class began Cris and I met with
Joanne Bush, the head of the adolescent ward, and Sara Andrews,
director of In-Sight, to discuss the class. We were given certain
restrictions by the Retreat. The girls were not allowed off of the
Retreat property, this meant that although we could roam the buildings
and grounds, the girls would not have access to the In-Sight darkroom
on Flat Street. We were also told that not every girl would be able
to attend every class due to conflicts bearing on their treatment.
There was also the possibility of a member of our class being discharged
from the hospital or being transferred to another ward. In addition,
for reasons of confidentiality, none of the members of the class
would be allowed to photograph another in a way that rendered them
recognizable.
Cris and I derived several strategies from the restrictions laid
out by the Retreat. . . [One theme that we pursued] was a response
to the anononimity that concern for confidentiality conferred on
the girls. In addition to this, their past, which weighed heavily
on many of the girls, was out of bounds, as were the more personal
aspects of their treatment. Cris and I encouraged the girls to use
fictional set-ups to explore the things that they were unable to
directly speak about or represent. We used costumes and face paint
and played around with depicting short narratives written by the
girls. There was one student who became interested in creating images
that drew heavily on her nightmares. Because this approach to photography
did not aspire to literal truth there was a sense of freedom and
play around these images, despite their sometimes dark mood.
When Cris and I were preparing to teach this class I felt very
nervous about the restrictions laid out by the Retreat. I worried
that the class would be too disorganized and too messy to make consistent
progress. In fact I found that the girls thrived on the sense of
freedom they found through photographing. We would roam the Retreat
at night, photographing old psychoanalytic quarterlies in glass
bookshelves or pantomimed boardroom meetings. One student was fascinated
by the lit-up windows of the Retreat as viewed from the night outside,
and especially the shadowy figures that would sometimes flit across
the window. I had very few conversations with the students about
their experience at the Retreat, and heard even less about why they
were there in the first place. Yet as the students opened up to
the process of photographing their eyes and their imaginations became
sharper and I could see them beginning to explore the stuff of their
experiences and of themselves. |