Electric Tub

Set inside a fading 1930s hotel, Electric Tub draws on the quiet decadence still lingering in its walls. I move through the space in a sheer, bottomless skirt, my body and piercings fully visible. Barely hidden. The fabric reveals more than it conceals, turning exposure into intention. My presence collides with the building’s past, where old glamour meets something raw and immediate. The tub becomes a charged space, holding both memory and the electricity of being seen.