A mix between children’s ghost or discovery trains and Alice in Wonderland’s rabbit hole, Dive invites the viewer to plunge. I use my body to wallpaper a digitally-generated tunnel as I move slowly in front of the camera, smile, and watch you; simultaneously, me too, I look at myself. In Dive, I subject my body to constant transformations and deformations evoking some type of monstrosity at first. But as my body keeps endlessly twirling through the tunnel, the idea of monstrosity becomes irrelevant, and the body-tunnel turns into a medium to reach something beyond it. The sound track–Ay Mari Cruz a classic Spanish song about a beautiful woman–confers a vital rhythm to the twirling tunnel as it also emphasizes the ideas of monstrosity evoking adequacy of beauty according to gender.