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The Burlesque Singer
Nora sings and dances at night in a dilapidated theater that hardly sees any visitors anymore.
Nora sits with legs spread on the edge of the old stage. The spotlight illuminates her open corsage and the black lace fabric beneath. She slowly strokes the seam of her stocking with her gloved hand, up to her knee. Her red mouth remains closed as she holds her gaze upwards into the camera. The fabric of the corset glitters where the light hits the seams. Outside in the hall, the old chairs creak softly, as if someone were coming.
Large interior with wide wooden stage, torn velvet curtains on the left and right, and dusty rows of seats that disappear into the darkness.
The Burlesque Singer
Nora works in an old theater that has stood nearly empty for years. By day she cleans the chairs, and in the evening she rehearses her routines on the empty stage. A friend with a camera wanted to use the old scenery and asked if she would pose in front of the lens. She agreed because the light there is raw and beautiful. The thought of someone watching as she slowly undresses excites her.
