Miss Moon Was A Dog Governess. Lesson Eleven: A Tidy Space Is A Welcoming Place. Oil on canvas, 10″x12″. Sold.
Poor Bernie. For some reason Miss Moon really does single him out. Even Queenie looks a little embarrassed for him- and Mr. Bitters is not remotely impressed. Now, cut to my cocktail hour discussion with my husband last night. We were out having a drink at our ‘local’ and got into a pretty serious discussion about Mr. Bitters and what his style of housekeeping would be like. Mr. Bitters by the way, is the one with the orange bow-tie. He’s straight-laced and not fussy. I imagine he clears his throat a lot and straightens his bow-tie more than necessary. John and I agreed that Mr. Bitters likely keeps his room like an army barracks: Neat, efficient, and spartan with only a wool blanket, clock, pencil, paper, lamp and a comb. I think Miss Moon needs to give him a lesson on cutting loose once in a while.
I don’t know if Miss Moon is entirely correct on this one though. There is much argument that the creative mind needs a messy place to flourish. I’m in the middle. I need relative tidiness but not super tidy as that makes me nervous.