Janet Bruesselbach

Do you see, over to the right, that widget for an indiegogo campaign? And up there, under “projects”, Blind Reproduction? That’s a curatorial project I bullied 30 people into, and I make a point of paying people for their work. Time is running out, and we need sponsors, supporters, everything, so we can print a catalog, pay exhibition costs, and keep making art.

BLIND REPRODUCTION

March 10 – April 15, 2012

Opening Reception Saturday, March 10, 6-9pm

A Gathering of the Tribes

285 East 3^rd St. 2^nd Floor (Between Ave C & D, near F at 2^nd Ave or Delancey/Essex)

New York, NY 10009 (212) 674-3778 info@tribes.org / gatheringofthetribes@gmail.com

Carly Bodnar -> Casey Plett -> Lorra Jackson

Original: Carly Bodnar Description: Casey Plett Reproduction: Lorra Jackson

You are cordially invited to what may be the very last art show at Tribes. Inspired by the different descriptions Steve Cannon’s visitors would give of the art on the walls, and by taking the blind professor to art openings, curator Janet Bruesselbach organized an elaborate art and writing project between 13 artists and writers. It aims to consider the subjectivity of attentive visuality in art writing and the absurdity of symbolic imagery.

The artists were invited to contribute a small two-dimensional work, and commit to another. Images, titles, size and media information were then assigned to the writers, who were charged with describing the art as thoroughly and sincerely as possible. These descriptions were nearly randomly assigned to the contributing artists, who were tasked with recreating the artwork they thought the writer had described, without knowing the artist or seeing the original image.

The first stage of translation from visual to verbal varies hugely in style and focus, even given stylistic restrictions. The artist’s job is even harder and even more subject to the variations of personality and style. Not only was it hard to communicate the most basic aspects of artwork or even the rules of the game, the variations in series are indescribable. The resulting illustration of mis/communication varies from wondrous to farcical and demonstrates the impossibility of translation.