Carrie Marill is a very interesting artist. Unfortunately, I can’t help thinking she should re-label her production. I have searched the scene, very carefully, but I have failed to find any evidence of copulation. Nor is there any plowing of furrows. It just stands to reason that something with such a provocative name should at least have some visceral depiction of fornication.

I mean, with the free-ranging (or even harnessed) animals depicted, I do find reason to imagine random piles of crop-fertilizing defecation. And that’s an act which *possibly* involves another natrual bodily orifice…and maybe a higher order of creative, verbal imagination . . .

Steve