Filling Station makes Casey’s metaphor of the vessel feel both literal and bodily. A massive cobalt-blue form dominates the stage, paired with a set of smaller containers receiving liquid from its spout. Draped over the central vessel, a disembodied human torso becomes part of the system, both once nurturer, conduit, and even somewhat of an obligation. The image evokes the way knowledge, habits, and experiences flow from one generation to the next: some of it sustaining, some of it constraining, all of it inescapably formative.

While exploring this charged theme, the painting maintains a sense of humor and play. The bright ultramarine and fleshy pinks give the scene a strange vibrancy, while the surreal architecture of the setup - a body fused with a vessel, a faucet springing from clay - points to Casey’s delight in making the impossible plausible within paint.