An intimate space where the highly personal note fuses with the general human condition is created by Nina Yuen in Raymond, allegedly a monologue of the artist's father, in fact an indirect account of her own family background. The visually striking narrative moves freely and playfully from calculations of the most curious sorts, such as the total number of miles driven from their home to her school or the equivalent in calories of the quantity of fruit the father has harvested during seventeen years, to reminiscences of his childhood, and memories of him as a young father and of her as a baby. At some point, the artist ingeniously weaves deep subjects into the fabric, like the origins of the universe, mortality and the passage of time, with captivating effect, creating a tender and enchanting personal discourse on the spiritual and emotional baggage bestowed on her. (Adina Marin, BIEFF)