The scarecrow stands unperturbed, indifferent to the elements and to the shifting of seasons. As the fields’ crops are rotated, acres fallowed and sown, it remains their sole constant – a steady and watchful protector. Shinto mythology envisions the scarecrow as a deity, Kuebiko – a “crumbling prince” possessing uncanny knowledge of its land and the lives of the people within it. Referencing the straw filling the scarecrow’s body, Kakashi radiates with the same unknowable life. There is an animate quality to its unruly shag, like errant dried grass spiking up from a scarecrow’s burlap cover. It gives us a glimpse of a world inside the effigy, the earthen material harnessing an otherworldly knowledge.