Remember my polar bear from Lackluster Co.? You know, the one I couldn’t live without? (The kids named him “Gus” after the live polar bear in the Central Park Zoo.) Well this weekend my aunt and I found what we believe is the perfect spot for him. What do you think?
The whole living room. I actually moved the pouf below and the antique donkey doorstop on the mantel because I thought they competed with Gus. Plus with the donkey, the room felt too “cutesy animals every,” so I replaced it with the caribou antler (below), that my step-father found in Alaska. This specimen seemed a more dynamic companion for Gus, being both complementary and contradictory at the same time. (Both are serenely white and “animal,” but one is round and “fleshy”; the other barbed and bone.)