As an artist, she is this planet’s sculptor and painter; on the design side, architect of civilization and our lives. Even our beautiful yet over-developed, limited-access, bulk-headed, and highly modified St. Johns River is a testament to how water designs a life. We walk by it, decide by it, build by it, and swear by it. It’s an odd conundrum that we can’t fight nature but it is our nature to do so. But no matter what JaxPort says, we lose every time. She adapts and then we must readapt; and so, as a civilization and in our tiny personal lives, water is the master artist, chief builder. We are merely canvas under its brush, paper under its pencil.