I adore heads. I like the skeletal plates that form them, the grey matter they contain fascinate me and I even fancy a few of the faces on them. The thought of the person’s mind a skull once contained is tantalising, it’s intricate curved hollows are a thing of beauty and so must be saved and savoured.
Heads have rightly claimed their place atop the anatomical hierarchy and they should be put on a pedestal for it. Literally. Maybe even on a shelf, because they really do make a great stand for my sunglasses.