Isn't he just the best!? We bought him in a little shop across the street from Cafe Puccini in North Beach in San Francisco, about 10 or 11 years ago. I don't think that little shop even exists anymore, but I'm so grateful that we found him back then.
I never thought about naming him until recently. I'm not sure why. I just know that I love, love, love him. Without a name it's like loving someone from afar. A fantasy love affair, or some such nonsense.
He hangs in a niche above our mantle in the livingroom. I painted the backround a midnight blue so that he would pop, and also because our couch and chair are a similar shade of blue. Imagine that!
I thought about trying to paint stars around him, but I'm just not sure. I also thought about some kind of candle thingy with a star on top. Or maybe a row of votives underneath him. Suggestions welcome!
So back to his name. The first one that came to mind while I was looking at him was Leonard. Then Jack. Then Pops. But I'm thinkin' Leonard. Who does he look like to you?