“Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.” This quote that appears on the first photo in a shape of a whale is from Herman Melville’s “Moby Dick” and to me it presents a body of water as a form of catharsis. My mini photo book talks about, or rather shows, absence of water in a giant swimming pool as the absence of catharsis.