Faith, Folklore, and Friends

I have lived a long time and I have learned a few things. One of them is this: keep your eyes open when you leave the house, because you never know what you may encounter. We were driving south on Highway 43 when this fellow came into view.  He is huge, so he was the first thing we saw.  Compare his size with the utility poles in the background. Hub never misses an opportunity to drive the Jeep off-road, so we were in the field getting close-up views in no time. Loved the broken mirror pieces in several of the pieces.  Who knew broken mirrors were recyclable? There was no one around, no information about the artist, not even a tip bucket. You can find this collection on Highway 43 South between Tuscaloosa and Demopolis, Alabama.

Last Saturday, we drove to Hamilton for the Jerry Brown Arts Festival. There was a huge crowd and we had to park a long way from the building.  Thankfully, there were three police vans shuttling people from their cars to the building.  It was my first time in a police van. Painting on tin..... and on some gourds.   I loved the blue chicken gourd. Jerry Brown demonstrating his art. Master Folk Artist Charlie Lucas holding one of his tin sculptures. We go to a lot of art festivals.  Because I don't want to run out of room or money,  I have to limit myself to one item to bring home with me. This is what I bought at this festival. It was made by Scott McQueen of Northport, Alabama.  I loved everything in his booth, but this one called my name.  It was a hard decision, but I'm happy this is living in my house now.