Naoko.

In her story, she takes a small desk lamp to every survey. She took it off the branch office shelf twenty years ago, the night of her first job on her own, and she has never given it back. She has not asked for one of her own either. The inventory sticker is still on the base, with the branch number and the year, and she sees it every time she switches it on. A new assistant once offered to buy her an identical one out of the materials budget and did not understand why she said no.

In the portrait, the filament with the lit esca comes off her forehead and ends in a point of white light. Real anglerfish do not make that light: it comes from bacteria that live inside the bulb and that the fish picks up from the water, one generation after another. In Naoko's life nobody comments on that. What you can see is that she gets home at night and waits until it is completely dark outside before touching the living-room switch.