I think that it's about time I introduce everyone to Momo. He's the culprit of all cuteness, and I am not even kidding! Momo is a coton de tulear who I adopted from Sylvia, the dog breeder (after two years of dog research). Here is Momo's favorite position, which says a lot about his famous sense of entitlement for every soft surface there is:
I was supposed to call him Scaramouche, after the Queen song, but Sylvia the dog breeder said that she couldn't remember the name, so off the top of my head, I told her to call him "Momo" instead... "Momo," for the first two syllables on my favorite design/architecture movement, the "MO-dern MO-vement." After about 6 months of being Momo's Mama, I found out that Tibetan dumplings are called "momo," and in Japanese, the word means "peach."
Now, what does a little white dog have to do with an arty blog? Well, he is the inspiration for the times when I make things that look like this:
Or this group:
From Left to Right:
Ms. Charlotte Valentine, The Good Luck Pig, and Fauxpcake. I made the Good Luck Pig from a pattern by the clever Ms. Wee Wonderfuls. More on him in another post, and the fauxpcake is just crumpled pink tissue paper in a cupcake liner. It was a trinket for birthday gift that I gave away.
With that, I leave you with a wish for Momos in your life. Everyone deserves a Momo... not necessarily a coton de tulear, but by that, I mean a funny, whimsical, loyal, in-pure-love-with-you-with-no-conditions kind of little creature to have around and to inspire. In the meantime, perhaps you would like to make yourself one. This book helped me demistify amigurumi, the Japanese crochet process that yields the cutest softest little creatures like Ms. Charlotte Valentine.
Note: My thanks to Ms. Edith Wharton for the quote I used in Momo's picture.
