Tag: heavenly
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Miss May Ziadeh ii, My First Time with Charcoal
Miss May Ziadeh ii, charcoal on paper, by Jade Nicole Beals, Sept. 25, 2022. I found a set of pencils I liked at the store. I’d used charcoal sticks many years ago in a school art class, but never after that, had I drawn with charcoal pencils. After trying these, I completed my set with […]
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Nature Plays The Same Notes
After I completed my painting the previous night, this afternoon, Friday, I went out for a celebratory walk in the bright sun. I found nature playing the same notes, blossoming with the colors that inspired my latest painting from imagination: Fresh Strawberries and a Flower Bouquet by the Window. In my art, the mood felt […]
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Queen Elizabeth II and a Teatime Afternoon
I’ve enjoyed this teacup for awhile, without knowing anything about the people specifically, but because my grandma in law, Arlene gave it to me, the one who lives in Massachusetts nearby, who’s married to my grandfather in law, Gerry. In a burst of great excitement moving through their dining room, she’d said to me; “You […]
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La Salette Shrine and Retreat Center: Talk…—and Sketch
…And now it’s tomorrow, and I have two little true life stories to tell. But first, this is the setting where I am now as I tell them: I’ve just finished all of my green tea this morning from this little mug that I was going to rinse in the kitchen when I noticed how […]
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A yellow gold white gold rope chain, 💕💕from Dan, with one of my favorite pendants & my other favorite amethyst hearts (my birthstone) from Dan from 10 yrs ago I can wear. I’d lost my jewelry in a pockets display I’d had for many years that had ripped and jewelry got lost in the new-made […]
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Like the Japanese cherry blossoms wedded to the soil’s palm by Luther Hughes
by Luther Hughes Like the Japanese cherry blossoms wedded to the soil’s palm planted in front of the train station; or the yellow-black dance of the tiger swallowtail’s wings as it flees; or the echoes that follow after I thunder loud against the kitchen cabinets; or the summer fire hitched to the air we breathe—the […]
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It’s An Old Scottish Custom book review
(feat. photo my cat, Peeko lounging like a classy lion with the book about to be reviewed…) *-.-_o-* + As for symbols, I just am really intrigued with this kind of art; it may just happen… (Post Title art made with symbols) … …now onto the book review of It’s An Old Scottish Custom by […]
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In the Light as it was Falling
… (prose poem, to go along with photos, this one’s in a ’list style’) …Closing the day this way. Morning: I brightened every teacup. Unexpected guests arrived on time: one plumber, two plumbers, three plumbers…all day, fully revitalizing the hot water tank…and the literary salon goes on, and then another tea, dinner cooked and enjoyed […]
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From Songs for Strangers and Pilgrims, Sealed, Signed, Love, Christina Rossetti
by Christina Rossetti … This poem may have been written sadly, but I read it warmly…I read it as my love has both the key and my heart kept safely in heaven, in her own, brings a little heaven in when she comes in; the key recalls to me with whom and how I share […]
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Because I’d Been Wishing for Your Happiness and Love
(I’d wanted to rewrite this as if in the moment and my words with the pictures) On September 26, 2021, I wished through faith for your all your past pain and any present, to be sent into the earth and be transformed into something beautiful, so it wouldn’t burden you anymore. I felt this place […]
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I Stood by the Window…
Jun. 24, 2022 I stood by the window the light behind me, warm, rosy-plum shadows draped over me; you stood to face me as I looked up and looked in deeply. I stepped a little back this way, my Love, so that you could shine most brightly.
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“Without Question”
roses, high noon (a quatrain) I used to fear the night, but ’round your head, there was a glow. I liked it better than the sun, It was love, I was yet to know. —Jade
Blush of Dawn 