In 2014 I moved back in with my parents to attend graduate school at Cranbrook Academy of Art (I did not graduate). I was back in West Bloomfield, MI in the house I grew up in--an area dense with lakes and wealth. I marveled at the landscape--maps show more water than land in this region--and at the fact that in the entire Township there was not one site where the public could access that water. All the propterty surrounding it was privately owned. There was a beach in Waterford, the next town over. Meanwhile, in Flint, the water was looking weird after the city switched providors to save money, and residents were starting to complain. In a gesture protesting the hoarding of this lifegiving resource, I mapped a walking route that would touch all 26 named lakes in the Township, and undertook a multi-day pilgrimage. At each site, I took photos and collected a water sample, which I UV purified and drank on the spot, uniting my body with each body of water. In a gallery installation at Cranbrook, I paired audio of cars whizzing by me as I walked the suburban roads with the labeled purified water samples, inviting gallery visitors to perform their own ritual of connection and reclamation. The photos were numbered to correspond with the walking sites and bound (with fishing line) into a small book.