Showing posts with label Scene of Crime House. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scene of Crime House. Show all posts

Friday, 1 May 2015

The Simulated Real World - Kingston University

Alice
The knock on the front door echoed throughout the cold rooms of the Crime House and we all tensed in anticipation. Inside we waited for the nurses to enter and visit their patients, yet this wasn't a ward scene but one firmly placed in the community. What could be more ordinary than a leafy street in suburban Kingston-upon-Thames, although what was going on behind the closed doors was a series of teetering narratives not light-hearted Margo and Jerry tittle-tattle . Who knows how common these unravelling stories are, how often desperation creeps under the crack in the door or for those lives in disarray to be rebuilt piece by piece. This was a chance to see behind those ordinary doors and capture the individual worlds of three people.

Julia Pelle
This is my third and final year as artist-in-residence at the School of Nursing, Kingston University and St George's University of London. Previous years have seen me ensconced in a corner of the simulated mental health ward furiously capturing the drama in sketches and words. Today (01/04/2015) we had the chance to see students working in teams throughout a simulated weekend where patients/clients were rooted between the four walls of a house.

Sharon Putt
Alice was recently returning to the family home after a hiatus, the dynamic of husband and children creating a soap opera of instability; Julian was back in the 'real' world, desperately trying to survive without money and in a barren and inhospitable bedsit; Peter found himself in the care of his parents once again, trapped in a world dominated by the dubious reality of the internet.

Kevin Acott
The day started for the students in a lecture room with the promise of an emotional assault course to come. Lecturers Julia Pelle, Kevin Acott and Sharon Putt set the scene. "This is a proper home visit, you're really going to get it today!"

Mostly in couples and sometimes alone, the students made their way to the Crime House door. This house is usually used by Forensic science students who find themselves quite literally at the scene of the crime. One after another over the course of this simulated weekend (that in reality lasted but one day) each group of students had to visit their patient, assess, advise and help. They would then have a meeting with their counterparts who would be the next people to visit the patient. So it was both an exercise in being the person at the cutting edge of the situation but also the ability to move forward as a team. It meant as an outsider I observed and sketched 3 unattached narratives, like jumping across random pages of a novel.

Martyn Keen
The story I first opened would be a Dashiell Hammett, it is short and full of motivation. I am the detective, not the hard-boiled kind more soft and pliable in the hands of actor Jane who plays the role of Alice. With us in the room is Martyn Keen, the professional who is keeping any eye on proceedings. Our two students accompany Alice into the room but there is another presence here too. It is the room's elephant, who is the shadow of the past.

Alice is here in her house on a weekend pass, so this is a fleeting visit for her too. For the past five weeks she has been on a mental health ward. Alice hugs a child's toy, she rocks gently squeezing it's soft body with an intensity that would rid a lemon of not only its juice but its zest as well. Her voice wavers like a doll, it's as if someone had pulled the ringed cord at her back and her words rise and fall, changing in pitch and emotion.

Student - Olawumi Olatunde
The two students sit across from Alice, directly in her eye line, close but still giving her the space to breathe. There's a hysterical tinge to Alice's voice and they pick up on it immediately. "No, No I'm happy" Alice says, "When I'm upset I'm tearful. No I'm happy". There is talk about a 'chat' with her husband and it's the first shift that pulls the rug from underneath my feet and the elephant stirs again in the room.

Student Olawumi Olatunde asks if Alice has the 'urges' at the moment, and her colleague speaks honestly, helping Alice realise she is teetering on the verge of a 'manic phase'. Tears start to well in Alice's eyes and the most revealing words escape between her lips, "I'm worried they're going to find me out".

It is one of the finest interactions I have witnessed between student and patient. Martyn Keen thinks so too as he launches into a debrief, he tells the students "Alice was more honest with her nurses than she was with her husband or children". Alice is left alone and someone will be here to check on her progress in the days ahead.
Julian

The second visit is to see Julian (actor Nigel) who's numb bottom is aggravating him more than any mental rollercoaster. He has spent another night sleeping on the cold linoleum of his bedsit. Money is an issue and the support that he should be a receiving is a safety net which has more than one hole in it.

Isaac
The students who have to unpick Julian's problems are Isaac and Maddie. They have been proceeded by colleague Danny who has already made Julian promises, for who wouldn't. Julian's situation is heart-breaking, the room is bare, a tin of beans and bottle water sit beside him, the fireplace is boarded up and there's no discernible signs of heat.

Harvey Wells
Isaac and Maddie are caught in the same Groundhog Day as Julian. They go through a check list, making sure their patient is safe but unfortunately not changing his immediate dilemma, there is still no furniture and no money for food. There is a genuine frustration and sympathy for all the people concerned because the 'system' is a tanker of behemoth proportions that doesn't change course easily, let alone in these choppy financial waters.

The impasse is best illustrated in this short exchange. Isaac asks "If we sorted out all your problems out would you feel better?" and Julian replies "Of course." Then after a long pause he adds "You can help me by helping me".

Harvey Wells is overseeing this exchange in his role as facilitator and the pursing of his lips is only interrupted by a pensive tap of his pen before it makes another note in his book. Time is the winner, the turgid second hand ticking variety. The minutes that stick in Julian's room barely escape the firmly shut door nor permeate the condensation that lines the window. It is not just the maze of mental health that makes Time move slower but also the inability to sit on a sofa or watch the TV. Small comforts that we take for granted.

Peter
My third and final chapter was a much more animated affair. Peter is back at home with his parents and there's enough tension between father and son to inspire a Greek tragedy. Conspiracy theories are rife, the internet as we know is a fountain of knowledge but in Peter's hand it is starting to fuel his fears and insecurities.

David Condon
The man who has to help Peter is student David Condon, and he has to decide how much fuel he wants to add to Peter's fire. He is determined to dominate this exchange, he is fluid and forceful, never scared and very impressive. David is a terrier, never letting go of the conversation and yapping at Peter's heals until he relinquishes a ball to chase down.

David Tracey
David has decided that Peter's conspiracy theories aren't to be indulged for too long but by curtailing these conversations he's cutting down on the information he needs. It is a balance of listening, thinking ahead and deciphering the past. It is a skill that is developed in simulations just as this, and it is one you can't help but admire.

Under the gaze of facilitator David Tracey it is David our student who makes the gesture that catches me by surprise. It is the difference between being on the ward and out here in suburban London. David needs to get Peter out of this environment, even it's only for a few hours, away from the addictive conspiracies and the volatile father son dynamic. Rather than a solution constructed of words David offers one made of actions. He will go with Peter himself, out there beyond the boundaries of this secure bedroom and into a world full of permutations which are ready to trip them both up. It is also a world that offers support and friendship, the first steps will be physical, taken together, while the latter ones will be navigated by Peter alone.

AL.

Wednesday, 22 October 2014

The Scene of Crime House - Kingston


The Scene of the crime
Between sketching musicians in late night haunts I enjoy stepping into the daylight occasionally. Earlier this month (13/10/2014) I was invited into a Scene of Crime House in Kingston to see what goes on in a property with such a macabre title. Despite looking like any other semi-detached house this one contains various types of mock crime scenes, including burglary, arson, assault and sexual crime. Students have to pick up evidence carefully and transport it back to the labs for preservation and analysis. After only 2 weeks of lectures in this academic year , it was time for the Kingston University MSc Forensic Analysis students to put some of their theories into practice.


Dr. Baljit Ghatora
I was going in blind to this situation. My imagination was a fertile ground for all kinds of brutal scenarios. The students beside me transformed themselves into white clad investigators. All personal fashion hidden under these clinical bodysuits. As a group they looked like a group of snowmen who had just completed a particularly successful slimming regime.


Denise
After a pep talk from tutor, Dr. Baljit Ghatora, the group leader Mitchell opens the door of the kitchen and enters alone. The rest of us stand outside. What will he find inside? We shift nervously from foot to foot, although it might be the chill in the house that keeps us moving.

All is quiet. We stare at the white kitchen door. Everything is a blank except our minds.

Documentation and Communication are the key to gathering all the information at this crime scene. Hopefully we'll avoid any unexpected surprises too. As Mitchell walks out he tells us, "There are signs of a struggle".

Regina
As we enter together, the scene before us is surprisingly underwhelming. Yet in the hands of the four members of this Forensic team a story unfolds that is anything but tiresome reading. Small relationships between items and location suggest twists in the narrative. Denise spots fingerprints on the window pane. Someone didn't use the door (which is locked) to get in or out, or both.

Mitchell
There are a number of things that look out of place, a chair knocked to the floor, a length of orange rope that is too small to be of any practical use. Then there are objects that shriek of burgeoning meaning and potential, like a set of knifes. Even more telling is that there is one missing.

As the scene is explored the team analyse what they find and what they think has happened. What appeared at first a largely benign room is now full of possible plots and sub-plots. Analysis though plays a minor role for the next 30 minutes as Denise photographs the room from every angle while Merve and Regina gather evidence.

The crime scene team
Tension though hasn't been suppressed totally with all the measuring, bagging and boxing. Another sweep of this crime scene reveals that a door, presumed padlocked, is in fact open. The lock has been tampered with or recently prised apart. We all draw in our breaths as the door is slowly pulled ajar. Fortunately (or possibly unfortunately) a dead body doesn't jump out. There is no ghost train jack-in-the-box to scare us. It must be very rare to find a metaphorical or even literal 'smoking gun' and it was time to return to the documenting of evidence rather than detective work.


Merve
The relationship between the four students came under pressure in this highly technical situation. It was clear that a working and personal relationship would need to develop if this was going to me a successful team in the future.

I'm hoping to return to the scene of the crime to see if this is the case when the delights of 'assault' and 'murder' scenes await me next year. Who knows I might even have a still life to draw. A very still life.

AL.

On November 5th from 5-7pm I will be exhibiting a series of paintings, drawings, sound recordings and films that have been inspired by the Simulated mental health ward at Kingston University and St Georges, University of London.
The 'What's Real is home' exhibition will be at the Scene of Crime House, 14 Fassett Road, Kingston Upon Thames, KT1 2TF