TV Confessions

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The last time I wrote, I was preparing for a wonderful show of watercolours in Bear River which proved to me again that organizing a pop-up art show is a very worthwhile venture.

Watercolours © Flora Doehler
Watercolours © Flora Doehler

It led to an invitation to show work in March at the Women’s Place in Annapolis Royal, which I was delighted to do.

paintings by Flora Doehler
International Women’s Day at the Women’s Place in Annapolis Royal, 2014.

But the very next day, I got sick and am just now coming to the end of a 3 week-long date with Netflix, cold remedies, lots of soup and, theoretically, winter.

My home for the last 3 weeks.

I say that because winter just goes on and on and on and the weather gods are predicting a ‘weather bomb’ of tons of snow on Wednesday. And by the way, when did scary military language sneak into weather reports?

So March has been a blur and a total deviation from my usual routines. I survived the past few weeks by watching TV shows on Netflix. I watched season 2 of House of Cards which I found a little too dark and cynical (is EVERYONE a psychopath or on the take?) although I loved watching the villainous Kevin Spacey.

Get-better-soon roses from a thoughtful friend.

I watched the Bletchley Circle….a crime solving British drama set in the 1950’s about women code-breakers who work outside of the law. What I love about British drama is…everything. The acting and the sets and costumes are always superb. For me, the best part of the show was taking a close look at the clothing. Those Brits have such attention to detail so all the clothing was wool or cotton or linen and the prints were consistent with the period.

I was too tired to paint standing up and it was back to bed for a week after this.

Now I’m hooked on the Good Wife, an American lawyer drama show that centers around a kind, pretty woman with children who is married to a philandering, sketchy politician husband. It’s very predictable and I’ve wondered what it is that draws me in (and apparently, many others). I think it’s that the lawyer, Alicia, is kind, thoughtful, compassionate, but also super assertive in the courtroom and doesn’t take crap from anyone. Somehow in my weakened state, she became my Goddess Hygieia; battling the flu demons with me.

Hygeia by Gustav Klimt, 1907.
Hygeia by Gustav Klimt, 1907.

My on-the-ground helper was my dear Larry who did double duty as artist and as a very attentive caregiver. Besides the endless trays of food and drinks, the laundry, the dishes and the red tulips, he worked in the studio on a new line of gorgeous bracelets AND gave an enamel workshop.

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Enamel, stones and silver bracelet by Larry Knox.
Enamel, stones and bronze bracelet by Larry Knox.

But all good things must come to an end. 😉 I’ve felt pretty good the last couple of days and feel my energy and strength returning. And so, by the way, do the plants outside. In spite of the snow and more snow, there is spinach coming up in the greenhouse as well as a few tulip bulbs pushing their way out of the soil.

Spinach growing in the unheated greenhouse.

After Wednesday’s ‘weather bomb’  we’ll be totally ready for spring. Better late than never, eh?

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Reading The Golden Notebook for the Bear River Book Club meeting.