Ivo Mateus about Out of Breath:
“Slippery form of freedom,
Singular exhale.
Embracing our eyes
Savoring our own textures.
Tearing down the plasticity of humanity.
Picking up courage, facing what’s left.
Black mass, selfishness.
Passion and self.
A lifetime, a place shared with memory
Ecstasy and support.
Togetherness also equals madness.
I am above you and with you at the same time.
Silent screams as a form of understanding communication.
Constantly moving towards disagreement.
Believing in what’s not there.
Six bodies is one.
Physicalizing a timeline.
Commanding. Compressing. Denying. Decaying. Moving away.
While breaking.
We climb towards the Last Breath.”