Who am I speaking to when I softly turn to myself with my mind? Who answers to  my questions and who listens to my thought trying, perhaps, to catch their most secret or less explicit sense?
“Non mi Lasciare” (Dont’ Leave Me) is a filmic language which gives us a serene and, at the same time, ambiguous answer, to this false problem and it could only be ambiguous. The freedom to consider any moment as a discipline of observation, togheter with the perception of casual minor facts, perceived in their simplicity, and which are wished for as a way of penetrating a circle express their hope of changement of destiny and the awareness that no disturbance will ever change the essence of a man in a world where mass culture has levelled and banalized the lives of individuals. The research through the language of images, which is the only possible devoted to value, tries to choose and propose again in an accomplished context what life itself has lost owing to superinposition. Aresearch, a choice, a confirmation to which Barbara Duran has forced herself, with sorrow and nostalgia, in a labyrinth with no beginning and no end. She proposes a net of wakes when we can go into and out, with the presumption that we ourselves are the images that are all around us, without which we could fall into the limb of our insubstantiality.
Therefore Barbara Duran registers the essence of the things of life, things which are seized in the sign of her time and of her recollections, realizing, without the anthitesis of the superstructure, in an exhausting attempt to catch, to consider and to propose again to us, astonished users, who are surprised within our joys and sorrows. While past times weigh on our present times, sure structure which prevents us from still dividing all that in the shadow of recollection our mind has fused.

Rolando Culluccini