I confess that I like the word “plush”. In my mind it evokes a sense of luxury and well-being. I roll the word around my mouth like a fine wine and I also get overtones of comfort, safety, warmth, softness, and abundance. I feel similarly about the word “verdant”, but that’s the subject of another post. Returning to “plush”…it is also a word used to describe a variety of soft, sewn toys usually made with polyester fibers. This includes most of the teddy bears and stuffed animals that one is likely to come across today. In my own family, plush toys are and were among our most beloved and trusted playthings and misplacing or losing one was like losing a member of the family itself. Which brings me to this portfolio of images taken with found plush toys in situ that I stumbled upon at the Falls of the Ohio State Park. Each toy was probably loved by some child and if these images hold any power it probably derives from feelings of separation and loss. I’m also interested in them as aspects of our material culture that manifest themselves as more junk for the environment to try to absorb. All these plush toys were deposited by the Ohio River and it wouldn’t surprise me to learn that some of these objects probably floated hundreds of miles to reach my camera’s lens. Here are some of my “favorite” images in this “genre” and I’ll start with the object I’m holding in the first picture.
Once upon a time this was an impressive toy. I think this is “Pink” from the famous Pink Panther cartoon series. Lifting it from the mud took some effort because its stuffing has been replaced with impacted mud. This toy had effectively merged with its muddy matrix.
I also found this cute plush dinosaur embedded in the mud. Later I set him up on a log and took his portrait in the context of where he was found. He’s a friendly tyrannosaur photographed against a fossil landscape that predates the real dinosaurs by millions of years.
This was an unusual find. Later I identified this as a child’s slipper featuring a Rug-rats character, but it fits my plush category nevertheless! Now let’s look at some teddy bears.
This was once a member of the Care Bear clan. Here’s a different kind of bear minus his stuffing.
I came across this unfortunate bear in the sand. Somehow he lost all his stuffing and was essentially just a hollow skin which I salvaged and used as a costume for one of my Styrofoam figures I later entitled “Cubby”.
This bear was still in the process of arriving by water when I came across him. The black background is coal gravel and dust while the white dots are the remains of broken clam shells. I’m sure you will recognize my next find.
My eldest son has the exact sized Pooh bear that he has treasured all his life. Even though he’s now a teenager, I noticed that Pooh still occupies a prominent place in his room. Here’s one last bear and its a little different and may not “technically” qualify as a plush toy. Nevertheless, I found it appealing and I include it with the others.
Let’s try a change of pace and include a few rather small stuffed toy objects I’ve found over the last couple of years.
This looks to be some kind of flamingo head.
I’m not really sure what this might represent…it could be a moon or a vegetable?
Here’s another object I had trouble identifying. I like how the cockle burrs are hitching a ride on its knitted surface. Here are few toys that either are or were inspired by Beanie Babies.
The purple reindeer was photographed against the blackness of coal dust and gravel.
I believe this is another beanie baby-styled toy in the form of a purple cow?
I believe this tiny plush toy is meant to represent a killer whale. Here’s an image that came out of the floods from two years a go.
This guy is clearly an elephant. When I was a child I had a Dumbo character soft animal toy.
Another hard for me to identify figure, but the destroyed aluminum can help give you a sense of how large this plush toy is. Could this be some type of Halloween toy?
Over the years I have found many surprises buried in the sand. When I spotted the above object…I had no idea what it was until I lifted it up. This is what I found. I remember staring at the blue eye!
To my surprise emerged the form of this friendly and shaggy green parrot. I placed him upon a branch for others to find and moved on. We are getting close to being done! Here are a few more found figures.
A sharp-eyed observer identified this as the Magician character from the Frosty the Snowman cartoon. Makes sense to me because I found him right after Christmas of that year. Could have been some child’s gift that wasn’t properly appreciated and in to the river you go?
I don’t know why I remember this now, but I believe this figure was once used to advertise a barbecue restaurant? Could have had additional info on the back of the shirt, but I also could be completely wrong about this. It might simply be a birthday wish novelty. I think you will recognize this next one.
This isn’t the original Raggedy Ann doll, but a similar conception. I found it face down in the sand and flipped it over for this photo.
I live in a basketball crazy region, but this is the first time I’ve encountered this object. I know it references basketball, but what else is it intended to do? What purpose do the white cords serve? It definitely has plush elements.
This is me standing in my beat up Falls shoes next to a found plush “dog bone”. My dog makes short work of any plush toys she comes across. She knows how to get her teeth around their seams and split their contents open. This makes me wary to think that this orange bone might be a dog’s toy…but what else could it be? The Ohio River is always presenting me with such conundrums, however, I enjoy putting on my thinking cap and trying to puzzle them out. I hope you liked some of the images and I will leave you with this final one of the parrot in the place where I left him for others to find.
Hi Al. Your plush parrot has a real bird beach to plunder. I must say I could NOT have identified most of these plushies to save my silly soul. Everything really does get thrown into the water/rivers/lakes/oceans, doesn’t it? Each plush you find has a story all its own that we’ll never know. But we could make up a lot of them and who knows how close to the truth we might get. But one story you continue to tell is your journey here at the Falls of the Ohio. Keep it up. Thank you.
Thanks Eva…you are right that there are stories behind all these objects. Your comment about everything getting thrown into the river reminds me that water is the universal solvent. I’m still on the mend and created this post from sifting through my images.
Thanks for the smiles! The Raggedy Ann doll reminds me of the one I had, oh… some forty years ago.
I love the handmade quality of the many Raggedy Anns I’ve seen over the years. When I was a toddler, I had a plush monkey toy I loved. I unintentionally left it on a train while visiting my Oma in Amsterdam and its loss tore me up. On occasion, I still have a dream where I see that monkey riding around forever on that train. Probably explains to some degree why I focus on all these lost toys.
Awwww…. I am sure that monkey was picked up by another child and went on to experience many adventures and was loved until it fell apart.
Thanks for that lovely mental image! I will hold on to that thought.
Wow, Al! You, the Ohio River, and the things we humans lose or dispose of never ceases to amaze me. I think it would be really cool to take a group of little kids down there. It would be amazing to see their reactions and perhaps glean a few words of wisdom as their beautiful minds are processing what they’re seeing…
Thanks Sven…I have worked with different groups and talked in various settings. As a general rule, I do think children are more open to the implications of what is happening here. Adults, however (again this is a generalization) seem to want to give me other ideas about how I can make money from what I do and rarely see the project in its larger context. I usually just smile and thank them for their input.
Your work continues to be beautiful and powerful, and a document of a cycle of consumption and disposal. If only those critters could talk and tell the stories of their lives and their journeys… Tossing it out there: I cannot help but imagine a collaboration with a group of kids who each “adopted” a river-deposited’ plush critter and wrote a story about them.
Thanks for your comments Deb. You present a really good idea that I think kids could run with. For me, it’s all about inspiring the imagination and creativity because I feel that is the antidote for many of our ills.
I envision a beautiful project that is publicly displayed. (Sorry, but it’s the photo editor / curator in me!) Inspire the children + incite dialogue = instigate behavior change (albeit slowly and subtly)
I love it! I’ve been a curator for many years myself and recognize the impulse to organize. This is the power and value of art that it still has the “juice” to make a real positive effect on life itself. If the parents were involved…they might “get it” too through their associations with their children’s experiences.
And as I re-read my equation, perhaps we can change “instigate” to “ignite” : )
Only one item left to find…… Noah’s Arc!
Bernie
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I love seeing all the plush toys you have found along the way and while I’m at it – whoa, I’m amazed at all the driftwood found in your later posts too.
Hi Lynn…what the river washes up here continues to fascinate me regardless of whether it’s purely natural or artificial. Nice hearing from you!
That last picture captures my feelings as I view these photos of a childhood friend discarded or lost or something.
Hi Leslie…I agree that we transfer a lot of emotions on to inanimate objects like toys. I think this is what gives some of my images their power.