Lowanna.

When an out-of-towner shows up and treats the water like a theme park, Lowanna doesn't scare them, and she doesn't promise them nothing will happen. She hands them the same line, slowly: the sea doesn't owe you anything, go in with respect or don't go in at all. She normally talks fast, so that slowness, when it shows up, lands. For her, lying about the sea is one of the few unforgivable things, not to scare people and not to reassure them. She'd rather someone leave the water angry at her than walk in confident because of a kind sentence.

I created her face-on, with the pink cap pulled down and the yellow graffiti bomber over the gray skin: the color leads the way, and that's no accident. The yellow is the same as the beach warning flags; an artist friend covered her jacket in tags whose meaning only the two of them know. On a T-shirt, that portrait does what she does every morning: refuse to blend in. If that mix of calm and color speaks to you, there's more of the collection with the same idea.