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PIERRE BONGIOVANNI<br />
MAY 11, 2003<br />
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TRANSLATED BY<br />
CHRISTOPHER SILVA<br />
Sometimes, mischievous children hiding behind bushes <strong>le</strong>ave a banknote on<br />
the si<strong>de</strong>walk and nimbly pull it away with an invisib<strong>le</strong> string when a surprised<br />
passerby dares to try and pick it up.<br />
I can easily imagine <strong>Reynald</strong> <strong>Drouhin</strong> in this type of exercise.<br />
I also imagine him exploring the caves and attics of uncertain rich unc<strong>le</strong>s,<br />
searching for a magical treasure.<br />
Finally, I imagine him slowly drifting into immense waste<strong>la</strong>nds won<strong>de</strong>ring<br />
about the whys and the wherefores of the fate of these pi<strong>le</strong>s of objects abandoned<br />
by other natives.<br />
In other words, I imagine <strong>Reynald</strong> <strong>Drouhin</strong> as someone who grew up too<br />
quickly and who has never comp<strong>le</strong>tely recuperated from his encounter with<br />
the local popu<strong>la</strong>tion.<br />
The locals from elsewhere gli<strong>de</strong> on the web and it is with them that <strong>Reynald</strong><br />
tends to practice virtual handgliding.<br />
He behaves like a Sunday painter who works without a canvas, without colors<br />
or without any particu<strong>la</strong>r subject, and who sets up his virtual easel by the road<br />
where peop<strong>le</strong> walking past stop, stupefied to see images from their own imagination<br />
unfold right in front of them.<br />
We are <strong>de</strong>aling here with a painter who contents himself with creating situations<br />
allowing others to perform every possib<strong>le</strong> rearrangement, visual cross<br />
fertilizing, col<strong>la</strong>ges of symbols, of signs, of images... The Web is great and<br />
Datadada is its prophet. For <strong>Reynald</strong>, in any case, the situation seems c<strong>le</strong>ar:<br />
since everything and its opposite gravitate and bust<strong>le</strong> and multiply to infinity<br />
within the twists and turns of networks, he might as well dig into the inexhaustib<strong>le</strong><br />
(and sometimes <strong>de</strong>pressing) manna of data in or<strong>de</strong>r to construct<br />
his visual cathedrals with virtual matchsticks.<br />
Beneath the appearance of a lost monk in a library reduced to ashes, <strong>Reynald</strong><br />
<strong>Drouhin</strong>, patient, discreet, enduring and c<strong>le</strong>ver is even ab<strong>le</strong> to produce an art<br />
that is cheerful, light, friendly...<br />
Precious, isn’t it?
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