Voila! My friend Woody.
Of course this is nothing new. Every human does it in one way or another. My father was an engineer, and he would cobble together electronic gadgets all the time.
Me, I twist up copper tubing, hang it on the wall, and call it ART.
This one? Obviously a self portrait.
And then you have all the old equipment that is now obsolescent. Below, the innards of an old video tape player ala Louise Nevelson.
And then you have the pure accident. Long ago, rushing out to vacation I left a brush in a puddle of paint. When I came back the dried paint had left a fossil-like impression. The brush was a write-off, but I kept the fossil ever since.
And just to prove that I keep good company, here is a palette landscape done by Pissarro in 1878. Good job Camille, you made it onto Wikimedia Commons!