I wanted to find the grace in saturation. Everyone photographs water as cleansing or romantic, but what about water as responsibility? The Tsimshian understood salmon runs as obligation, not gift — you had to be ready, had to have the capacity. I fused that with Romagna's ancient relationship to managed irrigation, the terramare tradition of living with too much water. Her garment literally drinks because that's the job — to absorb what won't stop arriving. But look at her face: not burdened, not martyred. Satisfied. The satisfaction of being exactly the vessel the moment requires. —Volt