All images © Manuel Vason and #jacquitheartist

I breathe-in collecting particles of oxygen through the cavities of my body,

I picture-in information through my eyes,

I breathe-out carbon dioxide,

I picture-out selected photographs.

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When I take a picture, I tend to hold my breathe.

 

There is a strong dialogue between breathing and photographing. They both seem to be essential and existential, they both involve a mixture of controlled and involuntary actions.

 

I walk in front a small audience. It looks like I’m heading the procession of a funeral.

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At every photograph I breathe out a strange sound: an unskilled sound of a metallic voice.

 

Every passerby can’t make their mind and they end up with an hysteric laugh.

 

More I familiarise with the device and more I become addicted to it.

 

I walk toward my shadow picturing a one last breathe.

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The PhotoPerformer, 2021