Behind the Curtain of "images of sharkboy": Emotional Adventures

In “images of sharkboy” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “images of sharkboy” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “images of sharkboy” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.