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Kathi Nordone
Beautybellajoy
Angel of Forgiveness
"I saw an Angel on a postcard Playing a lute, I loved that Angels truth, I heard that Angels song. So I took my Angel home.
ANGEL, Carry me home, see me through, I want to be closer to you. So I painted that Angel electric Blue.
I Left it, when I moved.
ANGEL Song
& with me through the rain I carried the Postcard in a Dollar Glass frame.
I hung it on an Empty wall besides a yellow Dress, someone needed to be blessed, so I packed it up and left."
"I had been broken down. I had no home, I felt defeated - nowhere to go.
Angel Carry me Home. See me through I want to be closer to you.
"So I called up my father a Soldier in my past.
She packed up her hood,
as tight as she could & stood there,
Then walked down the stairs,
in the pouring rain,
towards the path train with her
Angel musician postcard,
in the dollar glass frame.
he had no idea I'd be there. I met him on 6th Ave. And asked him for a bed.
My life was in danger my eyes said, His were disguised by years of tough life, as he handed me a bag."
(She unraveled and unraveled )
" & there within my arms
was the Angel,
the Angel with the lute,
Gilded Gold Antique Print her father handed her in a hefty bag.
"Only it was
Antique Gold and Bigger too.
her Angel of Forgiveness,
her Angel of Truth."
"I am not beaten, I have a home, I'm not defeated- Somewhere to go.
Angel carried me Home"
Her image with her father "dear 'Ol dad" and the Gilded Angel of Forgiveness print 1992.
Her Dear "Ol Dad hung it front & center of where he sat, next to his
Heart Break Ridge Korean War Photos.
Dad. July 4th, 2023 Happy Hunting ground.
"Angel of Forgiveness" was created & played on the radio.
WFUV 90.7 FM in NY & KGSR & KUT 90.5 in Austin
ANGEL SONG
Below is a first Angel sketch -
1986: She found a print in a closet. Inspired with hope,
she sketched it through the night. She found her estranged father, tried to remind him of his innocence and for a few years he agreed to send more Angels, even after saying,
"I'm no good, I killed people in the war, she knew he was. Good. After all, he found, gave away and I suppose believed in Angels.
1986 my Pencil Sketch & first greeting card
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