

Straight down from above onto an empty grey marley floor, the camera directly overhead and high. She is lying on her back on it after class, alone, in a black camisole leotard and black footless tights, her body running diagonally corner to corner and taking about a third of the frame, the rest bare floor. One leg is drawn up with the knee fallen outward and the other is straight; one arm is flung above her head, the other lies dead across her stomach. Her hair has come completely down and is spread around her head. Her face is turned away. A dark wet print of her own sweat is spreading on the vinyl beside her ribs and hip, and a discarded grey knit wrap lies crumpled a metre away. One hard shaft of light crosses the floor at an angle and cuts a bright band across her hips. Camera straight overhead, level. deep focus, everything sharp, a figure as a mark on paper. In the lower right corner, a pencil signature: Ziggy