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June 4, 2011

Messages in a bottle


Long story short from TakePart: For the past year Richard James (below), an IT specialist turned nature photographer, has been collecting discarded plastic bottles from the beaches of Point Reyes National Seashore in California.

He placed the bottles inside a series of five eight-foot-high plastic bottles (top) — each of which when filled contain about 172 cubic feet of plastic and weigh between 35 and 40 pounds — at the intersection of the Point Reyes-Petaluma Road and Highway 1, where they were a featured exhibit at the Point Reyes National Seashore Association's Earth Day celebration.

James told the Marin Independent Journal, "Sometimes I feel like I'm bailing the ocean out with a thimble. I'll clean up a section of the beach — really clean it, the big stuff and the little stuff — and the next day there's three times as much stuff out there. It's like Walmart exploded on the beach. It's hard to know where things come from. I just know where they end up."

His sculpture, entitled "Thirsty," is for sale.


You can follow James's adventures on his blog, The Coastodian, where you can make an offer for "Thirsty" by leaving a comment.

[via Milena]

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I've been wondering where I put that suit. Finally, closure.

Posted by: bookofjoe | Jun 6, 2011 8:06:16 AM

Interesting, litter.
I used to think about starting my own private litter museum, with exhibits consisting of the various crap that's shown up on my property over the years. My street is a little bit hilly and windey, and my house is situated in the straightaway in the middle of it - apparently the perfect place for passengers in vehicles tearing down the street to have an easy shot at a garbage receptacle (also known as "front yard"). Of course I get the usual burger wrappers and Old Crow bottles regularly, but the more exotic refuse has included two hockey sticks; countless well-browned (or greened) baby diapers; two Bibles; lots of middle school homework (often highly amusing); a pair of rink roller skates, a big set of Barry White CDs (sounds like a love gone bad!); a totally full drugstore prescription bottle of hydrocodone with patient's name, doctor's name, street address - everything - on it; a pair of white jockey shorts; a set of violin strings; lots of single socks; many drumsticks; intact spectacles; feminine hygiene products (used and unused); condoms (ditto); several pairs of women's shoes; and one time, a complete men's new-ish looking charcoal gray suit.

Posted by: Flautist | Jun 6, 2011 7:50:43 AM

Great story Joe!

Posted by: Jesse | Jun 4, 2011 6:17:42 PM

I think you can tell a lot about a person that litters (not an earth shaking observation, is it?).

Posted by: Joe Peach | Jun 4, 2011 5:19:51 PM

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