Lost words, When the sounds that roll out of a mouth disappear into the ether, Vocabulary disappears, I have no idea what you are saying to me, This is what I think in my mind. I stand there. I wait for something to change. For the words to be understood, For the speaker to give […]
Category: being a mom and an artist
It’s a beautiful day. It feels good to be back in Marin. It’s sunny and warm. The daisies are tall, they cover the ground. Bee’s and moths make stops on tops. The kids are watching T.V. with French bread and butter inside. I take a short break outside. I leave piles of dirty laundry and […]
A dark, cold cloud hovers in the sky. As children swim in an empty pool. Waves crash, With a looming shadow on ocean surface, Fiona is building her confidence in the water. Today they both catch air. Over and over. I told my kids I wasn’t going to swim today. No way. As I type […]
I had to walk away and let the paint dry. If I added charcoal and drawing and more paint and collage I would have ended up with mess. It was a struggle to get in my studio. I needed it so badly. I am an artist first. Lately I feel like an activist first and […]
I’m a parent. I’m an artist. I’m an activist. I’m working on many projects and am trying to streamline, so I’m going to start brainstorming. The weather is strange today. Windy, rainy, late May. Cold, suprisingly cold. I want to be a creative activist. I have several areas of focus. My medium is visual art, […]
Yesterday I got a shot of fresh depression. I was tired in the morning, but I went to yoga after drop off, and felt like I could have a productive, healthy day. I decided to print out all the e-mails I’ve sent the school District. I am starting my IEP file for Fiona. When I […]
Artist Jenny Hynes works on paper.