Dirty Laundry Blog by Jennifer Hynes

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  • This Is 55

    After My First Mountain  There is nothing to do except brace myself.  It’s so cold.  I’m so sick of this wind.  It isn’t just blowing—it howls, whistles, whooshes, then slaps the side of the… Read more

  • Mainstreamed, First Month of Kindergarten

    Early October. Sky blue, morning air cool, Fall light bounces off surfaces illuminating trees I hadn’t noticed before. Dragon flies flutter above in the afternoons. There is a stillness, maybe… Read more

  • Sanchez Art Center 50/50 Show installed! Plus new work in progress

    The freeway hums in my body, But its only a memory. A fear filled memory of speed, guard rails, clear roads, fast, then sudden breaks. I do fine, day to… Read more

  • Late Autumn wind whips, Sadness Falls on my Shoulders

    A heavy load of sadness falls on my shoulders. Late Autumn winds blow, I listen to John Coltrane Quartet. My kids are at school, I have an hour of downtime… Read more

  • First Days

    I write this in my tub. Soaking the past 12 hours away. I’ve been up since 3:30AM. First Day of Kindergarten for Jack and Fiona. First day of American Sign… Read more

  • Breezy Bay Blue Sky

    “Did you wear hearing aids when you were a girl?” Fiona asks. This is the second time the subject has come up. I don’t think she understands yet, that she’s… Read more

  • 50/50 Show Sanchez Art Center curated, next project in the wings

    Today my crit group helped me curate my 50 pieces for installation in the 50/50 show at Sanchez Art Center. I had so many great moments working on this project,… Read more

  • Deep Breath Relax Let Go

    “Why are you talking like that?” Jack asked me. He had just started throwing pillows of the futon during story time. Tears had started rolling down my cheeks, my voice… Read more

  • Will things ever be easy?

    I walked over the green hill, past the ice cream truck, I felt good, I was on time to pick up my kids from summer camp. I parked at the… Read more

  • Miscommunication and silver linings

    “Air comes in, noise comes out” Said Jack “What” Said Fiona “I’m getting’ hungry for those ribs” said Alan. “Nice and Crispy for me” Said Jack “What” said Fiona again.… Read more

  • It’s a Lonely World, But I keep rolling on

    It’s a lonely world. Or is it just here, or is it just me? I always feel like an outsider. I always try to grab a hold of friends and… Read more

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