The folk art of Rev. Benjamin F. Perkins is also featured in Fayette’s art museum.
I took art classes when I was a youngster and teen, but my mom only kept one of my paintings. It’s a runny watercolor of a sailboat before a bright red sunset. I was in love with sailing (my aunt and uncle took me out on their boat) and so I painted lots of sunsets over the water. I’m not saying I know anything about art; I only know what art means to me. I know what I like. I want it to speak to me without words. Mr. Perkins’ art features too many words. I can appreciate Mr. Perkins the man (for his service to his church and his service as a Marine), but his art didn’t take my breath away.
But what do I know? His pieces sell for thousands of dollars.
From mailboxes to gourds, very single piece from Perkins’ brush is red, white and blue.
In all of his paintings of churches, Perkins painted a clock set to 10:00 AM. Mr. Perkins loved Sunday School.
A rendering of his driveway:
Yes, his home was painted red, white, and blue.
I like this gourd:
This is a biblical timeline of sorts. It’s called, “Six 1000-year Days.”
This is Rev. Perkins:
His last will & testament:
After the art gallery, we headed to the Golden Eagle Syrup Plant for some soppin’ and hoppin.’