Errr … wrong on all counts? I mean, I know it is poetry and all, not science, and very cute for all that. But do we really want even poetry readers to think that there are aliens, and that they do leave signatures? Come to think of it, do we want them to think that the “proper” name for the wheat in which non-aliens do not leave signatures is Triticum vulgare (sativum)?
Later … Mike Kenward’s comment prompted me to look at Alec Finlay’s web site again, and there is actually a rather fascinating record of a wheat-based project. I don’t know what technology he uses; you’ll just have to be patient and watch. I enjoyed it. No aliens, thanks.
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Is there a prize for recognising that as coming from the Yorkshire Sculpture Park? Or have they also started to crop up on National Trust shops?
I wish there were, but no. I picked this up from the photostream of a friend on flickr, and it just seemed the most objectionable of them all. I’d link to the artist’s web site, but it is unreadable here, and the poor bugger seems to be supported by the Northern Rock Foundation. Some people have all the luck.
You mean crop circles aren’t for real? You’ll be telling me Santa Claus doesn’t exist next…