Milton Keynes Gallery, December 8th 2012
Spill Festival National Platform, Ipswich Art School Gallery, 31st October - 4th November 2012 

Exposures aims to present contrasting therapy techniques offered to sufferers of social anxiety problems of the modern world, specifically that of spacial fears: claustrophobia and agoraphobia. The piece offers an insight into these disorders through unflinching documentation; sufferers try to conquer their fear by taking part in exposure therapy sessions by confronting the phobia head on. The installation will also present moving image projections of virtual reality exposure sessions as a contrasting technique that references a hyper-realist science fiction. The work highlights the often overlooked phobia that many people suffer from and questions whether a modern society has brought on such issues itself, in a sensitive enlightening way. S

Originally commissioned as part of the SPILL National Platform Generously supported by the Jerwood Charitable Foundation Presented in partnership with the Live A Live art development agency

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The voice recording re-played during Exposures frames the projected image of a (familiar looking) street as: “pure hell”. The voice presents this subject - ‘the real’ streets from a distance. It recalls the experience of Exposure Therapy to combat Agoraphobia: the performance of taking in surroundings, the social space they are both immersed in and outside off. “In Out” says another voice.

At moments, the voice falls silent. I sense the distance from the body and the streets. The site of the installation is filled with the absence of suffering. The image becomes refreshing, quiet, calm and mundane.

When the narration returns, it captures a single step of concrete: a source of panic. The shallow and ordinary journey is retold as a conscious act of decoding danger. On the perpendicular wall, the image is of a virtual city. Faced with two moving pictures overlapping at the corner to create a column of lighter space, I hear “It’s the trivial things that kill us”.

by Rosa Postlethwaite (SPILL Festival Writer in Residence) 

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