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

  • Finally Back in My Studio

    My therapist really helped me get back in my studio. She gave me the push I needed. It makes a world of difference. I was getting pretty bad. I would… Read more

  • Sink in, reel in the spacious surrounds

    Blue sky, Kindergarten teachers voice from inside house echo Zoom, Zoom, Zoom. Children’s stories, unicorns, rainbows, invisible, morphing super hero. House school restaurant. Breaking News. Pandemic. Meditate. Everyday. Breath. Panic.… Read more

  • I can learn to live without living in fear

    The birds chirp today, sky blue, acacia blooms bright yellow. It’s chilly still, but beautiful and even warm under the sun. I finally feel a bit of calm, even with… Read more

  • I’m completely letting go of what January was

    The sun is shining. Bulbs pop up from the cold February ground. I bet if I looked closely, I would catch a glimmer of brown branches with tiny green spots… Read more

  • Help the Most Vulnerable

    “Hey, do you have a phone?” a woman asks people as they pass by in the plaza. “They always lie” she says looking my way. “Do you have a phone?… Read more

  • Studio Time, Blackout and Elementary School

    “Here’s the plate mom” Fiona says. She says it several times, I should have ran over and grabbed the plate. She was being helpful. I was too busy cooking dinner… 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

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