The pool is a metaphor for identity, pleasure and voyeurism.
Swimmers walk around the edge of the pool, define the frame and diving one-by-one, self possessed and in control of their bodies. As they cross and re-cross the water, they convey purposeful action and hedonism. They parody the frolics of Esther Williams and the synchronised swimmers who flicker on the surface of the water; somersaulting and forming rosettes. They expose playfulness as a vehicle for submerged voyeurism. These scenes are ritualistically punctuated by images of a diver and a punk violinist. They repeatedly challenge our perceptions beneath and above the illusory surface to proclaim an identity free from constraints.