Rena had to have read several blogs where I talk about Ronald Schwary optioning the second biography about my late sister, the world famous artist, Rosamond. Rena had to have read my concerns about the lies told about my family being broadcast on the silverscreen, and thus, viewed by tens of millions of people who would not believe anything in my biography because my story never made it to the big time. This fight for ‘First Story Out’ began hours after Christine drowned. The Rosamond Movie was being pushed at Christine’s funeral, which had a theme that my friend coined;

“Don’t let the Dream die!”

Rosemary Rosamond had been wooed by the idea she would portrayed by an actress in the movie about her daughter. Who would play my mother, Faye Dunaway? The possibility that Rena contacted Stacey Pierrot in order to be the new vehicle for the movie they have on hold, is a real possibility. Vicki said Pierrot wanted Vicki to ask me to take down my vanished blog that contained the book review of Snyder’s awful biography ‘When You Close Your Eyes’. In this book Snyder says Rosemary had an incestuous relationship with one of her sons. Rosemary had two sons.

This theme is the one Pierrot has really been working, because it disqualifies, me, besmirches my character, suggests there is a covert agenda I and my mother owned in order to keep me in the Family Spotlight as a five year old artist, and thwart the art of Rosamond through terrible abuse, a tag-team of abuse.

Another motive for Rena filing a false police report, is to thwart the revelations I have been posting about the real incest in my family, that might lead to a suggestion Rena was sexually abused by her alcoholic father. As a survivor of incest, who has been in hypnotherapy, and attended Incest Survivor’s meetings, I know how threatening it is, how painful it is, and how damaging it is to be brought out of the Darkness.

The last time I saw Rosemary, who died in 1997, she came on to me, as usual. She did her best to seduce me, and failed. However this is covert sexual abuse. I was physically overtly incested by my father when I was around three and half years of age. He was left in charge of me because I was sick while Rosemary took my siblings somewhere.

Three days ago I wanted to make peace with my brother Mark, give him one more chance to be the brother he had not been for a very long time. Once again I came to the very real possibility Rosemary had succeeded with Mark, where she failed with me. My brother has not been available to anyone. He disappeared two years ago.

Knowing I was getting sober, and no longer trying to kill myself, Rosemary called me at the home I was renting from a sober sister in AA. Rosemary said this;

“You know….I’m the only one who could sexually please your brother. Do you get what I am saying to you?’

In the other room my roommate was having a major freakout, for when she answered the phone, she heard the ghost of her very abusive dead mother.”

“Well, who in the hell are you?”

Twice Rosemary sent Robbie over to intimidate Christine’s new boyfriend with a gun. Robbie is six months younger them me. He was a Screaming Eagle in Vietnam who did atrocious things. He and his buddies were renegades who wen out on their own can came back wearing a necklaces of Vietcong ears. within meeting minutes of meeting Robby, he took me outside, knocked me on my ass, and wanted to fight me. That my surviving siblings instigated, and inflamed outsiders war with me over Christine’s biography – is an outrage! They drew my daughter into this and destroyed our miracle. I have every reason to suspect these monster got to Rena.

The reason Rena apologized to me about being a “abusive girl” is because she has been following OUR STORY, and she saw that our narrative ended in the desert of Winnemucca when I reveal how quickly she transferred our bond over to my friend James – as planned twelve hours earlier, after I got a glimpse of the inner Rena, the Femme Fatal, who took delight in breaking her boyfriend’s heart. I’m talking about wicked delight, that scared the shit out of me!

When Rena sent her letter to me, she is telling me she wants our story to go on, but, can we skip over that part and go on to happier things. Well, we cant’ because this desire to destroy men might be an indication of incest!

In 1987 I called Rosemary on the phone and asked this question;

“Did your father incest you and that is the reason he was banished from the house!”

“Who told you that – aunt Lillian!”

Bingo…..the cat was out of the bag, but, not quite. Rosemary went on to tell me how she went to Oklahoma and confronted Royal Rosamond. She was in the Waves. She told me he admitted he had molested her in front of his friends. Allegedly Royal said this;

“Well, you don’t look the worse for wear!”
“He said this in front of his friends? How many friends were present?” I asked.
“About two or three!” Rosemary said.
“What was their reaction to what your father said?
“They laughed!”

This is where my descent into hell began. I had less then one year of sobriety. I had read books on co-Dependency and Incest. The rule is, pedophiles NEVER admit they sexually abused children – least in front of their peers! Rosemary had lied! Why? What is the truth?

When I went to Nebraska to see Rena, I had plans to ask her to marry me. If she had accepted, then she would have been Rosemary’s Step-daughter.

When I saw the women of Bijan (Sara Moon) I was blown away, because, Rosemary was the subliminal model. But, ultimately, Rena is the Muse because the painting I did of Rena Easton launched Rosamond’s career, and Bijans. There are other Rosamond imitators out there. For this reason, I am going to use the mother of two creative children as the vehicle of my story ‘Capturing Beauty’. Here is the archetypal ‘Rose of the World’ – gone bad! Here is the namesakes on Royal Rosamond’s grave – come back from the dead, to destroy those who promised her immortality on the silver screen, but instead – demonized her and her two artistic children.

The game is over. The Queen of Femme Fatals, will wear her rosy crown. The face that launched a thousand Rosamond prints, will don all the Rosy Masks and have her vengeance. Kali the mother destroyer, will call her beautiful children unto her, and lay waste to her competition. Rosamond…..Medusa! The bull at the center of the Labyrinth. Andromeda tied to a rock. Perseus and Pegasus. Medea and the Maenad ‘The Raving Ones’. Rena – unleashed! This is what the world wants to see – the rise and fall of lethal women.

In 1973, Christine Rosamond offered to teach me her style so I could have money and a home. I wish I had not turned her down in hindsight, because I might be able to get Rena back in my life, and she be my wife – at last! Together, we would have been a part of the Rosamond Sara Moon craze. But, the sad truth is, Rena already turned me down, my offer to come live in Nebraska where I would do paintings of her and become famous. How dare this ‘Janitor’ accuse me of defiling her life she has with cowboy who had no qualms about his wife working till she drops – as a janitor!

Rena married the wrong men, and now she blames me for being afraid and lonely? Bullshit! How dare she depict me as a low-life scum-bag sneaking about in order to get just a taste of her beautiful and sexy life style. This is sex abuse, an attempt to publicly castrate me – for her and her husband’s own good! Rena began a cultural battle over her Red-neck hubby and the artist. By depicting me as a sub-human monster lurking about in the dark underground, Rena Christensen un-masked………The Phantom of the Opera!

Oh good for her! For this my story in regards to Art World and the Rose of the World, where Erik, the abused and deformed child – kills his abuser – and flees into the basement of the opera house. From here his GENIUS creates operatic masterpieces. He is the Muse-Angel of Muse-Music who inspires Christine, and she becomes a Star.

Erik take Christine into the labyrinth where we see a painting of Christine, a model of a stage, and a mannequin of Christine in a wedding dress. Erik has designs on Christine. He stalks her, and captures her. In the end, he gives her up, and she marries Raoul.

After I designed that ranch house for Rena and her husband, it hit me. I was making a doll house for my Muse – who I loved. I saw myself as Erik trying to Capture Beauty, because I am deformed due to the abuse I suffered as a child.

In the unmasking of Bijan, and the revelation he was hired by Red Baron Publishing to crab some Rosamond’s market and make unknown men rich, is the crux of the story of the Phantom, for I am the artist that began it all! It is me – who painted a large canvas of Rena Christensen in hope she would one day marry me.

To be threatened with arrest for making a doll house for Rena Easton, is profound beyond belief, for, here is the proof, that life imitates art! Rena is now down in the catacombs, enshrined in ‘The Muse Hall of Fame’. I have captured beauty, and here, she will forever remain. For Rena learned how to capture men’s souls, and never give them back. Just ask her.

Soon, my first love will sit down for a video taped interview and tell the world what it was like to fall in love with a real artist.

I hereby extend a hand of mutual recognition to Bijan Djamalzadeh, who seeks to create a legacy for his creative endeavors. May the Christine Rosamond, and Jon Presco legacy merge with Bijan. The story of how two severely abused children managed to become very creative people, is the miracle here!

Greg and Christine! Erik and Christine! Step forward – and take your bow!

“The two, Bijan and Christine were competing for gallery space at the same moments in time and so no ‘legacy’ yet existed.”

When Rena sent me her letter with the name Rosemond on the envelope, I wept, for Christine had kept her promise to Erik. Rena will be at my graveside. She will never forget me.

Jon Presco

Copyright 2014

https://www.facebook.com/saramoonart

“I can teach you my style. It’s easy. You too can be a success!”

She ended this declaration with her infamous cynical laugh and cackle that I wondered at it. Why was I being made this offer?

“It may not last, thus you have to hurry and make up your mind!” she added with aplomb. And now I knew I was in trouble, because on one in our family ever gave anyone anything without a thousand strings
attached.

“Christine.” I interrupted. “You don’t need my approval to be a famous artist. I am happy for your success that validates my own art, as I have been told art was a waste of time. You have proven it
was not. You have a success no one in the family has ever owned. This is great,”

To be clear, the photographer Sarah Moon, who’s work is shown here, is NOT the artist, Sara Moon (note the H in SaraH). The photographer is an ex-model who found her fortune the other side of the lens – and is well worthy of it for sure. ‘Sara Moon’ is the professional name of the Iranian born, German National, artist Bijan Djamalzadeh who was commissioned to paint in the style of Christine Rosamond by Red Baron Publishing in LA. Within two years he moved to Verkerke and his work became markedly different and is very different again today. The two, Bijan and Christine were competing for gallery space at the same moments in time and so no ‘legacy’ yet existed.

And anyway, very often, more than one person adopt similar styles and each make their own way and (if they are lucky) make their own living: Rosamond/Moon, Dylan/Donavon, Elvis/Cliff, Bush/Amos and so on.

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/07/25/she-was-mine/

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2011/10/28/all-is-illusion-but-the-truth/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medea_(play)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maenad

“My biopic on the artist Rosamond was optioned by Oscar-winning producer Ronald Schwary and my courtroom drama placed second out of three thousand scripts in the 2007 IndieProducer Screenplay Contest.”

Ronald L. Schwary was born on May 23, 1944 in the USA as Ronald Louis Schwary. He is a producer and assistant director, known for Medium (2005), Scent of a Woman (1992) and Meet Joe Black (1998).

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/08/08/the-champions-kiss/

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2013/07/30/the-rosamond-movie-and-books/

https://rosamondpress.wordpress.com/2012/09/07/carroll-and-rosamond-in-labyrinth/

Vicki Presco told me she read the rough draft of Julie Lynches biography of our late sister, Christine Rosamond. Mark Presco told me he read the draft of Tom Snyder’s biography about this world-famous artist known as Rosamond ‘The Rose of the World’. Both books were failures. There are two screen plays out there. Sandra Faulkner claimed she interviewed Christine just before she died for her book that never saw the light of day – after I pointed out these notes belonged to my two nieces. My family did not want Shannon Rosamond in control of the autobiography because she would own a podium from where she could broadcast her claims of abuse, too!

In my biography I reveal my mother Rosemary blessed Vicki and Mark’s take over the Rosamond Legacy, and the undermining of the surviving artists. Christine, Shannon, and myself had openly confronted Rosemary’s drunken abuse and her living vicariously through her gifted children. She constantly claimed we got our gifts from her. She told the un-gifted ones it was their turn to be in the creative limelight so Rosemary could claim this after-death success was her success, it all due to her blessing the normal ones who never went against mommy.

Stacey Pierrot invited other vain women to come and stare in our pool so Rosamond’s fans will fall in love with them. Pierrot introduced Faulkner’s ‘Love Match’ on her webpage in 1997. Vicki, the Christian, told me she hates Julie’s sexy treatment of our sister. I had no say so. Mark and Vicki had no knowledge our families real history. I hold them responsible for destroying our amazing legacy.

The Phantom of the Opera (French: Le Fantôme de l’Opéra) is a novel by French writer Gaston Leroux. It was first published as a serialisation in Le Gaulois from September 23, 1909 to January 8, 1910. It was published in volume form in April 1910 by Pierre Lafitte.[1] The novel is partly inspired by historical events at the Paris Opera during the nineteenth century and an apocryphal tale concerning the use of a former ballet pupil’s skeleton in one of the Paris Opera’s productions.[2] Nowadays, it is overshadowed by the success of its various stage and film adaptations. The most notable of these are the 1925 film depiction featuring Lon Chaney, Sr and Andrew Lloyd Webber’s 1986 musical.

Plot summary[edit]

Christine Daaé travels with her father, a famous fiddler, throughout Europe and plays folk and religious music. When Christine was six years old, her mother died and her father was taken to rural France by a patron, Professor Valerius.

While Christine was a child her father told her many stories about the “Angel of Music,” who is the personification of musical inspiration. Christine meets and befriends the young Raoul, Viscount of Chagny. One of Christine and Raoul’s favourite stories is one of Little Lotte, a girl who is visited by the Angel of Music and possesses a heavenly voice.

Christine now lives with ‘Mamma’ Valerius, the elderly widow of her father’s benefactor. She eventually is given a position in the chorus at the Paris Opera House (Palais Garnier). She begins hearing a beautiful, unearthly voice which sings to her and speaks to her. She believes this must be the Angel of Music and asks him if he is. The Voice agrees and offers to teach her “a little bit of heaven’s music.” The Voice, however, belongs to Erik, a physically deformed and mentally disturbed musical genius who was one of the architects who took part in the construction of the opera house. He is in love with Christine.

Christine triumphs at the gala on the night of the old managers’ retirement. Her old childhood friend, Raoul, hears her sing and recalls his love for Christine. He then hears the “Angel of Music” speaking to Christine. Some time after the gala, the Paris Opera performs Faust, with the prima donna Carlotta playing the lead, against Erik’s wishes. In response to a refused surrender of Box Five to the Opera Ghost, Carlotta loses her voice and the grand chandelier plummets into the audience.

After the accident, Erik kidnaps Christine, takes her to his home (the cellars) and reveals his true identity. He plans to keep her there for a few days, hoping she will come to love him. Christine begins to find herself attracted to her abductor. But she causes Erik to change his plans when she unmasks him and, to the horror of both, beholds his face, which according to the book, resembles the face of a rotting corpse. Erik goes into a frenzy, stating she probably thinks his face is another mask, and whilst digging her fingers in to show it was really his face he shouts, “I am Don Juan Triumphant!” before crawling away, crying. Fearing that she will leave him, he decides to keep her with him forever, but when Christine requests release after two weeks, he agrees on condition that she wear his ring and be faithful to him.

On the roof of the opera house, Christine tells Raoul that Erik abducted her. Raoul promises to take Christine away to a place where Erik can never find her. Raoul tells Christine he shall act on his promise the next day, to which Christine agrees. She, however, has pity for Erik and will not go until she has sung a song for him one last time. Christine then realises the ring has slipped off her finger and has fallen into the street somewhere. She begins to panic, but neither is aware that Erik has been listening to their conversation and that he has become extremely jealous.

The following night, Erik kidnaps Christine during a production of Faust and tries to force Christine to marry him. He states that if she refuses, he will use explosives (which he has planted in the cellars) to destroy the entire opera house. Christine refuses, until she realises that Erik learned of Raoul’s attempt to rescue her and has trapped Raoul in a hot torture chamber (along with The Persian, an old acquaintance of Erik who was going to help Raoul.) To save them and the people above, Christine agrees to marry Erik. Erik initially tries to drown Raoul,using the water which would have been used to douse the explosives. But Christine begs and offers to be his “living bride,” promising him not to kill herself after becoming his bride, as she had both contemplated and attempted earlier in the novel. Erik eventually rescues Raoul from his torture chamber. When Erik is alone with Christine, he lifts his mask to kiss her on her forehead, and is given a kiss back. Erik reveals that he has never received a kiss (not even from his own mother) or has been allowed to give one and is overcome with emotion. He lets Christine go and tells her, “Go and marry the boy whenever you wish,” explaining, “I know you love him.” She leaves on the condition that when he dies she will come back and bury him.

Being an old acquaintance, The Persian is told these secrets by Erik, and upon his express request, The Persian advertises Erik’s death in a newspaper about three weeks later. The cause of the death is revealed to be a broken heart, and as promised, Christine returns to bury Erik and gives him back the ring.