Review: Barry Smith’s baby book
I don’t really know Barry Smith, but seeing his show every year gives me insight into the person. He’s so homey and familiar, it almost feels like visiting a friend. While you may not identify with his specific neurosis–documenting his life by saving every marginally relevant photograph, bill or piece of paper–you may identify with his passion and obsession in general terms. I mean, I can tell you if I had Pepsi on any given day over the past 1.5 years. To me, Barry Smith is inspiration. I’m going to start saving those Pepsi cans.
This show gets a: Recommended
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