I went to see Hamlet at the Stratford Shakespeare Festival this year, and while watching it, I was inspired by the following lines said by Gertrude in Act IV, Scene VII:
When down her weedy trophies and herself Fell in the weeping brook; her clothes spread wide, And mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up, Which time she chanted snatches of old lauds, As one incapable of her own distress, Or like a creature native and endewed Unto that element, but long it could not be Till that her garments, heavy with their drink, Pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay To muddy death.
The title of the piece comes from Laertes' response:
Too much of water hast thou, poor Ophelia, And therefore I forbid my tears; but yet It is our trick; nature her custom holds; Let shame say what it will, when these are gone, The woman will be out. Adieu, my Lord; I have a speech o' fire that fain would blaze, But that this folly drowns it.
The theme of the piece was consequence, which I thought Odessa (from Suikoden I) fit perfectly. I used crayola markers and Photoshop for the blur effect.