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Inside, Clarke Reynolds, Blind Braille Artist

Since loosing my sight I haven’t really been to a major art exhibition or gallery ie Tate modern as the audio description never does justice to the art that you can see.
For me the connection with what the artist has made is rarely articulated with the passion by audio description which has put me off from visiting major artists exhibitions.
So this was my first time in ten years that I was excited about a visual experience in a creative world as I knew I had a fellow creative in Steve Baker describing with passion what my dog sighs exhibition was about.
And I was not disappointed but first let me describe how I saw the exhibition first through my nose as the building had that old decay smell musty an odour of decades of neglect. Then my stick feeling the different textures moving from spongy old carpets to hard flooring, as I navigated a space that I had no memory of as even though I have live in Portsmouth the old ball room was always closed.

Feeling against the wall with my fingers the building was an art piece it self with flaking old paint to opulent wallpaper that in its hay day was probably lush velvet in touch but now a ghost only remains with harsh edges dampness as we the group with my hand on Steve’s shoulder guided me to the first floor into Aladdins cave.

And then it began straight away the description of the doors to enter the exhibition the feel of them through words and I got a sense of wonder as we entered.
My eyes could only see mist not much light only from two portals in the middle of the exhibition.
Steve’s voice mingled with the strange noises coming from the sculptures as he narrated not just the art but the surroundings given me a full perspective of our environment allowing me to visualise the old ballroom with its large dome like roof flaking with old paint. And even the glitter ball was added.
We could of been in the room for hours as we both bounced back conversations from the instillation that was being described that in itself was an audio instillation between the two of us and even my dog sighs mentioned how interesting it was to hear his work being examined through words.
We had to move on upstairs to the next floor disappointed to leave this magical place the atmosphere changed almost to normality as the lighting was normal but you still had that spongy old carpet to reassure yourself that it’s the same building with peeling walls.
Me and Steve took a different root finding little gems along the way as every part of the building had been used up with mini instillations hidden inside the run down building until we came across the maze of toilet doors and the blind person was now the one leading as a maze is navigated by touch every inch was covered in art a memory of this place and we became part of it as we left are mark on a huge chalkboard inside the maze.
To sum up it was amazing to experience this in a way that I dreamt that all art should be described by someone who’s is as passionate about art like I am
P.s I must take Steve to be my personalised audio describer to every art exhibition lol.