Funnily enough this article is not about Tracy Emin or Damien Hirst.
A farmer in Lanarkshire used his muckspreader to write his name in 150foot high slurry letters on a snow covered hillside.
He explained, "Some artists use brushes, I use a slurry tanker!"
In the words of the immortal Barry Norman, "And why not?"

Reminded me of an old joke.

Tracey's parents are waitng for her to come home one snowy night. Eventually they hear her keys in the lock, some giggling and then the door closes.
They settle down to sleep.
The next morning Tracey's Mum goes out to get the milk off the doorstep. She comes back in all flustered. "That's a dirty bugger our Tracey's going out with!" she cries as she comes back in. "He's written his name in pee in the snow!"
"Oh ay," says Dad going to have a look. "That's his name alright... but it's our Tracey's handwriting."