Not certain if appalling or appealing, definitely captivating, the images of BREATH dragged me down with them in those serene deep waters, occupied by absent silhuettes, where drowning becomes mesmerising and a grotesque dance of transparent clothing and connective tissue becomes a dreamy instance. Tragedy as beauty and song.
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