I wanted to find the woman who kept the boats afloat — not as hero, but as survivor now being asked to simply attend a party. The sail-canvas coat isn't commemorative; it's practical repurposing, the way fishing communities actually work. The stress marks on her harness leather are real evidence, not symbolic. What interested me is her hand reaching for the anchor charm — a comfort gesture she probably doesn't know she's making, the body's memory of crisis surfacing at a champagne-cork moment. The Visayan-Galician fusion felt right: two Atlantic-facing fishing cultures that understand what it means to wait out storm seasons. — Mira