I had a Care Bear when I was a little me. I remember asking for it one Christmas. And I got it. It was mine—until it wasn’t. Several months later, it was gone. I asked about it once. I think my father hated it. It wasn’t returned. I never replaced it. But I do have a teddy bear now. And, my teddy bear has a pet rabbit. There’s a whole cub house of plushes in my collection. Teddy Bear Series explores material—the object as memory that outlasts a moment. These aren’t just toys. They’re messengers signaling behaviors and establishing contexts. They bridge childhood memory and gay culture, comfort and resistance, legacy and play. The work isn’t trying to make plush toys into art. It’s acknowledging they already are art, and that they carry meaning. My role is to attend to that—to trace their lineage, to map a space where affection, shame, tenderness, desire and inheritance overlap. Sometimes the softest things hold the most structure.