As the saying goes...

One man's junk is another man's treasure...
I often times think of this saying
as I pass
a farm grove
filled with junk.
Why is it that groves
are the final resting places for
items
such as
old pick-ups...

for old clown cars...
I couldn't help but wish that this car was sitting in my backyard,
however,
I. L.O.V.E I.T.
Don't you?

old signage...

lichen-covered vehicles...

old cupolas,
look at that lovely verdigris-covered
copper roof...
{sigh}
LOVE IT.
I wouldn't mind this
in my backyard flower garden
either...

It wouldn't be a grove full of junk
without some
peace sign
graffiti...

old vehicles
make new homes
for spiders
and
fruit-bearing
vines...

If you look closely you may even
find a bird nest
tucked
here and there...

Mother Nature at her best,
wild seeds
planted by birds...

&
old
rusting buckets
become home
to new green seedlings...

all groves filled with junk
need a telephone booth,
right?

and
the more cars
the
merrier...
Look at that old blue paint...
I'm always trying to find fabric
and flosses in this shade of
faded blue.

&
an old
rusting
firetruck...
And that faded rusty red
color...
always trying to find flosses & fibers
in this shade as well
{sigh}

more signage...
There always needs to be a doctor in the grove,
right?

Wait a minute...
what's this?
Paint?
Rags?
Glasses?
It looks like someone works here,
underneath this big shade tree,
in amongst all this collection
of rusting iron...

the glasses are off,
and they've been rained on
&
it appears
the artist
is taking a break...

a break
from
his paint brushes...

a break from creating
creatures
from rusting iron.

BIG CREATURES...

The junk now begins to turn to art
as you meander
further up
the road in this
junk-filled
grove.

Art by the self-proclaimed doctor,
Dr. Evermore of Baraboo, WI.

His art is created from rusting junk
that was salvaged
from his demolition company.
Much of the materials
for his art
was collected
in the 1930-1950's.

Enjoy his creations...


Here we have two baby bugs
having what appears
to be a sword fight...
I'm thinking they're sibling bugs,
don't you?
To give you a better idea how big these critters are,
a picture of my sisters and nephew
being gobbled up
by this scary bug!

There were not only bugs but there were birds too...
BIG BIRDS.
Big birds playing musical instruments.
This one is playing the clarinet...
A bird on the base...
a bird on the chimes...

and
all bird bands
need a conductor,
right?
The dh here,
standing in awe,
just quietly
taking it all in...
Probably thinking of his
junior high school days on the trumpet,
would be my best guess...
&
a funky bird looking his way,
tooting his horns
at the dh...

and the whole bird band...

Heading over to the other side of the grove
we found this...
a baseball team
on the
playing field...

Here is the batter...

and the pitcher,
throwing a 97 mph fast ball...

Stee-rike three, batters out!

And, of course,
there must be an umpire...
See his face mask,
and
his chest protector?
Isn't that a hoot?
His hat is even on backwards!
LOVE IT...
my favorite piece of junk art!
I know a son who would love to
have this piece in his backyard...

A gigantic dragon standing guard

of this 4 ton piece of art...

The
Forevertron.

A space-like contraption
that Dr. Evermore built
to take him on his journey
to life after death.
Simply said,
it is huge!
It's hard to capture
the size of this piece
in a photo.

Some salvage-art pieces are painted,
such as the frog band...

A frog on the accordian,
isn't he cuter then a bugs ear?

At the end of our journey
through this man's grove
my eyes started to feel like these...

and these...

Open wide,
with awe
&
total amazement
of these
creations
constructed from rusting
salvage parts.

Creatures of art...
one man's junk,
another man's
treasure.

If you are ever in the Baraboo/Madison WI area,
look up this treasure,
you'll be glad you did.

Have a good weekend everyone,
Brenda