I was reading the spanking new Bejosh Farm Journal blog the other day and I saw a new sculpture, the farmer/artist/writer of White Creek. “Wow,” I said the Maria, “I love that, it was made for our back porch.” Maria laughed, and then agreed. Today I went over to Bejosh Farm to take a photo of Mr. Blockhead, made by Ed out of bricks lying around the farm and a tree trunk.

Maria had conspired with Carol Gulley to buy this piece for me and she surprised me by handing the Gulleys a check and loading Mr. Blockhead into the car. He is now on the back porch, photo from me to come tomorrow (I think Maria scooped me for once).

Ed is evolving as an artist, he has the artist’s gift for seeing the things other people don’t see in a different way. His creations, all from discarded “junk”, the detritus of a working farm, speak very much of the way he sees the world, he is wise and wry and unforgiving. And he misses nothing.

He and I have become good friends. I became friendly with Carol Gulley in cardiac rehab two years ago and we hit it off right away. We love the Gulleys, I don’t recall life without knowing them, they are full of life, life, stories and creation. Maria and I love talking with them.

Their blog is special, and Ed is going to show his work this Spring and Fall at our Open Houses. He wants to bring a cow over for a milking demo as well, it should be a lot of fun. I respect Ed as an artist, he calls his work “junk art” but it is much more than that,  it is a pure and exciting kind of folk art. I am happy to have Mr. Blockhead on the farm, he will fit right onto the porch, which is turning into a gallery of art – Ed’s milk can chair, Maria’s Fiber Chair, and now, a many made of bricks.

The porch is becoming the heart and soul of the place. How sweet of Maria to give me this gift.