Lynch summons the grade teacher of school days past to give testimony at what a child genius Rosamond was. However, all my teachers were Christine’s teachers, as I was a year older, and thus they had to nearing ninety years old. How did Lynch find these relics? She didn’t! She lied!
Above are letters sent to my mother that are very supportive of my talent. Twice my painting was chosen to tour the world in a Red Cross show, where a hundred students all over America participated. If Christine did art work, my teachers, and the schools we attended, would have taken notice. Christine, however, did give me credit for her overnight successs when she took up art in 1972.
In the photo above, Rosemary has posed her chidren before the painting I did when I was twelve of a sailboat that students all over the world viewed. According to Pierrot and Lynch Christine must have been fuming, she forced to render art while hiding in the closet with a flashligh – while her family slept! This is a classic usurpation that renders my family un-concious, half-dead.
The painting of the mudflats of Emerville was done when I was seventeen.(1964) The dimensions are around 50X72 inches. Months after I completed this work, I hitchhiked to New York and lived in Grenwhich Village.