Someone built a pool. Helena, 1889: the largest indoor natatorium in the world by its own billing, with Moorish arches, stained glass, and a forty-foot granite waterfall, opened the same year Montana achieved statehood. Before all that, the Salish, the Kootenai, the Blackfeet, and the Shoshone knew these springs as neutral ground; the water rose hot from the earth and nobody owned it. The pattern repeats across Montana. Bathhouses were built, burned, rebuilt, and burned again, and the promise survives every collapse, from 1907 railway pamphlets to the mineral immersions of the present. Robert Smithson called such structures ruins in reverse: rising into ruin before they are built. The artists in this exhibition are the latest in a long line of people who could not leave well enough alone. The springs rose before us, they still do.