Dirty Laundry Blog by Jennifer Hynes

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  • The Good Luck

    Focus on the good luck The rocket lands in the ocean By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend, We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies, Birds chirp,… Read more

  • Merry Christmas

    Why did they leave these stupid, delicious, star shaped, yogurt covered, white with red and green frosting, pretzels here? I should have double checked to make sure my brother and… Read more

  • Thinking about 2016, thinking about the future!

    Jenny Hynes Artist Statement 2017 As the end of 2016 approaches I look back on this year as being very fruitful artistically. I have painted and written almost daily. I… Read more

  • Murky Waters

    Murky Waters. Today. Loss. Death. Strange quiet highways. Nap Time. Jack and Fiona will be up soon. House still quiet. Today is the anniversary of my mom’s death. Paintings Murky… Read more

  • Born into a new Form

    Walking down the trail this morning the wind starts to blow, the trees that still have leaves rustle, I hear a chime in the distance. I think of my mom,… Read more

  • We take a sip of coffee at the same time, playing footsies under the table. It’s 6:30AM, my Son and I.

    Fiona sits on my lap, leaning the side of her head onto my chest as the audiologist looks in her ears, first the left, then the right, gently pushing a… Read more

  • The Path feels good under my feet

    Nice hot cup of coffee. Yum. Grateful to be in a warm house. It’s a cold morning. On our walk to school this morning I try to show Jack and… Read more

  • Red wine. News. Red wine. Call Me.

    I’m warmer now, I have on the heater and am drinking a glass of red wine. My children are sleeping, it’s 3:39PM. I hope I have enough time to write:… Read more

  • Random Tiny Moments of Silence

    Moment of quiet, Saturday afternoon. Feeling warm and cozy on this rainy day. Alan took Jack and Fiona to Playland and Chinese food. I stay home to clean and exercise.… Read more

  • November Engulfs Me

    November engulfs me. It enchants me, spider webs, dampness, creepy crawlies, the cold achy sad bones, memories. Sad ones and happy ones. Mostly quiet ones. Make a few changes, put… Read more

  • Menacing Vine Traps

    I walk up the damp, green moss, quiet, trail. Morning, dog by my side. I look at her and am glad today is walk day. My mind is calm at… Read more

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