What are you doing with those bricks?

One evening last week I was looking for the cow. He was outside with the garage door up staring at a pile of bricks. I asked, "what the hell are you doing?" He replied, "looking for bricks." I stood and stared and decided not to ask why. A couple of days later he had created a brick vase with what I thought were twigs, turned out to be wire, neatly deposited inside. Creative!