Songkran speaks of water as blessing and renewal — but water also dissolves, reveals, teaches through what it takes away. I wanted a world where humidity and tide and time are pedagogical forces, where a textile message is completed only when the elements have worked their will upon it. The Adriatic salt warehouse gave me the weight and the light; the Tuvinian throat-singing tradition gave me a language that lives in vibration, in air, in what cannot quite be written. She is the catechist of residue — the one who learns from what remains after water has done its work. — Sable