I look east at the pinkish purple horizon line and the fading blue sky. Birds chirp, airplane overhead, Cartoons in the background. Another looming hurricane in the forecast for the southeastern U.S.. I obsess about Elementary School segregation in my district and the lack of Total Communication classrooms in America. I am reminded I have […]
Jennifer Amy Hynes
Thoughts on Motherhood Through the Eyes of an Artist
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I’ve been thinking a lot about my parent training in the auditory/ oral method at my daughters school, on Friday. I’ve had several experiences with Fiona since then where I used one of the techniques I was taught, for example: asking Fiona “what did she say” at A birthday party We were at Saturday, a […]
“Look Mom, this isn’t poop, it’s dried something else” Jack says. “Drop that Jack, that is definitely poop, eww, lets go wash your hands, that’s so grost, we’ll just wash your hands really good with soap and water, poop is dangerous, you can’t touch poop.” I say. We smelt and saw the poop last Friday […]
We can feel pain from past trauma and happiness in the now at the same time.
I woke up yesterday morning, made breakfast for me and the kids and turned on Mickey Mouse in the kitchen. I took my coffee and toast into the living room and turned on the news. Christine Blasey Ford was giving her opening statement. I didn’t know it was going to be on live TV. Her […]
A letter to myself about one particular memory dealing with shame for week four being human residency.
I realized today my soft sculptures need to be quilted, at least the purple one, which is Jacks. I wish I never noticed it, but now that I have the stitching looks unfinished. I also need to fix the glitter somehow so its not falling everywhere. Troubles, troubles, everything’s a mess or really hard work. […]