Every Time I see your Picture I Cry
By Emily Katz
Daniel Barrow’s performance/film piece titled: “Every Time I See Your Picture I Cry”, is a brutally honest story of a man filled with longing to create something immortal, a love of Helen Keller, and a eye dropper addiction.
The surreal and painterly images float across the screen, layered upon one another to create movement and wonder. The characters are fat faced 1930′s childrens book inspired, but with a grotesque raw quality and sad humor. Carnival masks float around and over their faces, hiding their feelings and showing them more clearly.
Daniel narrates as he arranges the overheads onto the projector, in a calm almost monotone voice. He mentioned his admiration of Miranda July, and I pick up her vocal deadpan quality in his voice as he describes his longing for a time when “my art will love me back”.
The awes and oh’s from the audience mostly were heard when the ink drawings morphed with black lined photocopies that quivered and danced when he moved them. Images of on and off switches, flickering lights, and the less benign Bag Lady scrambling away from his fears.
The narrator admits embarrassment and hopes that his work is honest, and it is. Honest, poignant and refreshingly different.