Sad Stuffed Animals and Plush of the Dead
I don’t know about you, but the sight of sad stuffed animals left outside to weather the elements on their own produces in me a very specific sense of melancholy. I wonder what became of the child to whom the toy belonged, and sometimes I pause to casually document them. A proper photographer, Asher, has created a body of work that speaks to this. Toy Box is a collection of “the softer things left upon the graves of the young.”
Ash tells my friends at Atlas Obscura:
We often overlook the small things. About 2 years ago I began to focus on rather small memento mori that were left to decay on the graves of children. A rare thing, I find a stuffed toy or doll on one grave in approximately every five graveyards. These exotic and delicate bits of moldy innocence tell a lifetime’s worth of stories in one simple moment.
It’s true. Many an artist tries his/her hand at re-creating the effects of decay, but moisture-filled beady eye socket for moisture-filled beady eye socket, Mother Nature still does it best.
There are much, much sadder, decaying-er images here. Most of the photos are available as prints (16″ x 9″ for $40 and 23″ x 13″ for $60). You can also buy a set of 5 postcards from the series for $5. (“Wish you were here…?”) Check out Asher’s shop for availability.
[UPDATE! Ernie’s missing Bert found by SupahCute!]
This is one of the saddest things I have ever seen. It is hard to even comprehend the loss of a child, much less leaving their favorite toy on the grave to slowly decay. I couldn’t imagine documenting this or what would drive someone to do it but the photographs are very well done. Thanks for bumming me out.