A persistent mingling of reverence and grief haunts the landscape and the people of the American South. Decades of generational legacies compel us to faithful stewardship of our regional, local, and family stories and artifacts. Woven throughout our history are tales of fierce allegiance to place, respect for heritage and kin, and a sense of stoic dignity. To distill these ideas into images, I emboss inherited linens onto archival paper. These items were once either cherished for their beauty or valued for their utility. They languish in our closets, linger on our shelves, and inhabit the drawers of our bureaus, quietly reminding us of people whose lives demonstrated determination, resourcefulness in scarcity, and the satisfaction of making things by hand. As I draw onto the impressions, the media clings to the raised textures of the embossing, producing soft, ghostly images. Reflecting on the care I have witnessed the women of my family undertake with their linens, I hand-wash the drawings. I flow water over them, gently wring them out, and allow them to dry. Residue from the initial process remains on the paper's surface, and I selectively add and remove media to revive the silhouette of the embossing. Completing the homage to heritage, I present some works in custom-built frames of local, reclaimed, or salvaged wood, some of which is over 100 years old. The physicality of my process, which involves applying pressure, washing, wringing, and reshaping these pieces, serves as a metaphor for the tension that we and our homeland experience as we navigate inevitable change. Upholding our distinct traditions while recognizing all facets of our past enables us to honestly and respectfully preserve and honor our Southern Culture.