A calling moon, a raven's wings, and a very late coming heat
I am unable to stay up late. My days are so full that I collapse with the sun, as if its orange ball were a weight that drags me down...
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sabrina lloyd
- Jun 9
- 1 min
Wings and petals and webs
I watched a poppy flower being born. It's sheath move little by little under a shower of the sun's rays until it fell to the ground and...
sabrina lloyd
- Apr 23
- 1 min
New collection, upcoming shows
Spring has sprung, windows cracked at night, air so sweet and fresh. The world still holding so much turmoil, which makes me hold tighter...
sabrina lloyd
- Apr 18
- 1 min
Slowing down....
Happy Easter, for those who celebrate. Happy passover, for those in celebration. Happy full moon for all you witches. I've been slowing...
sabrina lloyd
- Apr 10
- 1 min
Oops....it's not Friday.
We have such good plans, good intentions, and then time moves and paint flows and children get fed and here we are. Not Friday, but my...
sabrina lloyd
- Mar 26
- 2 min
Spring hope, sorrows, and a poem
A friend reached out a hand today to pull me back here. I've gotten lost in my work, in the sufferings of the world, in the blossoms...
sabrina lloyd
- Feb 22
- 1 min
Where do our wishes go when they fall with the stars?
Spring is reaching out her hand, pulling us slowing out of winter. I hold her tight, interlace her fingers with mine, chasing that...
sabrina lloyd
- Feb 4
- 1 min
and another moon passed...
Is this just age? When time seems to move so fast that you turn around and days bleed into weeks that leak into years so that you wake up...
sabrina lloyd
- Jan 3
- 1 min
happy new year on a new moon night
“sunray” 14x 19, mixed media I find myself holding hope today, as the sun sets and a new moon begins its rise. My hope holding hands with...
sabrina lloyd
- Dec 16, 2021
- 2 min
Holiday time
Our days in this part of the world are getting darker, light leaving little by little as we sit on the cusp of the winter solstice. I...
sabrina lloyd
- Dec 5, 2021
- 1 min
A year with paint stained hands.
The light today was pure bliss. We all stopped and just stared for a while, fell deep into the rays and washed ourselves with beauty. A...
sabrina lloyd
- Nov 29, 2021
- 1 min
Notes from the mountain
The rain keeps falling. We've been lucky so far, on our little island. A few mud slides, some torn up roads, but everyone has been safe....
sabrina lloyd
- Nov 9, 2021
- 2 min
A poem, two paintings, and a prayer.
Another storm is on its way, carrying a warning on its wind. We spent yesterday stacking wood to ready ourselves for fallen trees and...