Sammy Braddy arrives at the villa pool in full Heatwave mode: an orange triangle bikini top trimmed with tiny blue beads, a white pleated maxi skirt that floats around her in the afternoon breeze, and a body of work that begins with her barely contained in either. The terracotta tiles glow warm underfoot, the pool shimmers a deep Mediterranean blue behind her, and a cascade of water from the pool shower catches the light as Sammy settles in to make the most of the sun. From her very first glance at the camera she is fully in charge of the heat she is generating.
As the set unfolds she sheds the skirt, unties the orange top, and stretches out poolside with the unhurried ease of someone who knows the sun will still be there when she gets to it. By the final frame she is lying completely bare on the terracotta tiles, back arched, arms raised above her head, and eyes closed as the afternoon light spills over every curve. It is a scene pulled straight from a summer fantasy: Sammy Braddy, a blue pool, and nothing between her and the Heatwave at all.