Belle Was Nisha’s Facebook Friend

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Just before I met Belle Burch I had another prostate operation.  The results were bad. It looked like I would have to insert a decaphiter every time I had to urinate. This is painful. I had not been able to achieve an erection in a year or more. My daughter and her lover called me a “parasite” and took my grandson out of my life. Then, my girlfriend from 1970 freaked out about the letter I sent her. She was my muse who inspired the painting I did that inspired my famous sister to take up art. Christine was deeply in love with Bill since she was twelve, as was Nancy Hamren, a good friend of the Kesey family. Bill was my best friend who died when I was eighteen. He was an artist and a writer.

I married Mary Ann, the ex-wife of Thomas Pynchon, who is in my family tree. Kenny Reed has played Jazz on stage with Ken Babbs, and Izzy  ‘The Prankster’ who has already read poetry where Rena’s poem was read, a poem she wrote when she was eighteen. She is seventeen in the photo I hold. Am I the Fisher King?

It was about OTHERS. It was about our cherished friends and lovers. It was about beautiful music and works of art. Helping each other get our work out, our tunes heard, our dreams, fulfilled, was what it was all about. This new generation does not get this. They are takers, not makers.

Above are images of Nisha reading Rena’s poem while her stepfather, Kenny Reed, plays the drums. Kenny was fully aware of my muse. I had read a poem about her a year earlier. I brought the photo of her in that time. I have been interviewing Marilyn, Kenny’s wife, for my autobiography.

I believed I was nearing the end of my life when I spotted Belle in Ken Kesey Square. She would be the masterpiece at the end of my life. She was more than a model. There are very few, if any documented relationships between a Writer and his Muse. Belle knew when she read my e-mails how important our meeting was. When I presented evidence she was trying to rip-off my novel, our story, she bid Alley Valkyrie to destroy my reputation.

Two months ago, I discovered Belle Burch had become Facebook friends with Nisha Calkins who ignored my friendship request. It was a fluke. Belle showed up on a short list of friends. When Niesha called me and invited to a Landmark meeting, I brought Belle up;

“We’re not really friends.” Nisha said, and told me she has to go. She avoided any more questions, like “What does that mean?”

I have known Niesha since she was four years of age. Marilyn and I were highschool sweethearts. Nisha was like my daughter, my child, until my daughter came into my life in 2000 when she was sixteen. Marulyn and her son were with me when I first lay eyes on Heather. This is not a casual bond, a mere case of Bohemian networking. Marilyn sent me the photo above.

I brought this “friendship” matter up with Marilyn, and she said she told Nisha to stay out of it, because, Belle was asking questions about me. I had sent Belle the video I took of Nisha at the Inspritional Sounds picnic where she informs me she was asked to carry on the Gamalan group Belle’s mother founded. Marilyn says this is why Belle contacted Nisha. Fine, however, according to Marilyn, Belle is bad-mouthing me, giving me her version of our falling out. My proposal of marriage is mentioned as evidence of how unstable I am, thus, she had to distance herself from me.

Belle behaved in a covert manner when she called me to arranege a meeting. She was very interested in this blog. She was going to model for me. I was going to have her be the ending to my novel ‘Capturing Beauty’. When she sent me her poem about bar-hopping while being an advocate for the homeless, I had a very tough descission to make. I sent Belle an e-mail that I m sure she showed to her lover, his parents, and Alley Valkyerie;

OCCUPY has a core group of people who want to remain anonymous. In my book they do not get to use the homeless as their human shield so they can own a cloak of invisibility in order to secretly push their ideaology. I can, and will expose that! Like the Pied Piper I will, put forth a better idea! 

If I was an old deluded lecher insanely driven to get into this young woman’s pants, WHY WOULD I BLOW MY CHANCE? Why wouldn’t I keep my mouth shut? Of course I considered what could have been, and none of this consideration was of a sexual nature. It was of a literary nature. There was an amazing literary theme here. If Belle had not kept information from me I deserved, then there would have beem a profound bond. Belle has proven this by sneaking around, contacting my friends, discussing me behind my back, and forming a bond with my long time friends that I am not privy to.

One of the leaders off OCCUPY read his poems at the Granary. When I was filming he, he turned angrily and asked if I was filming. I lied, and said “no”. Belle asked if I was filming her. Why this covert behavior? Hippies and Bohemians never acted like this.

IF I had not seen that Belle and Nisha were Facebook friends, then I doubt Nisha and Marilyn would have told me she is defendfing herself, and vilifying me. There is now a real crisis I am having with my childhood friend who I have know since 1962, because she was obligated to tell me that Belle was talking to Nisha about me. Marilyn said she told her daughter

“Stay out of it.”

What does that mean? Nisha claims she is not – in it! Three months ago, Marilyn offered to help save my reputation Belle and Alley Valkyrie are bent on destroying. HERE WAS MARILYN’S CHANCE. Marilyn knows all about stalking and restraining orders, and that the parties are bid by law to HAVE NO CONTACT with the party and THE FRIENDS. But more than this, Belle and her lawless anarchists have been making a public case of HOW AFRAID BELLE IS OF ME. Alley Valkyrie told me and her Facebook friends she was going before the Whiteaker Community Board to get me officially labeled a Sexual Preditor. WHY wasn’t Belle afraid I would find out she was bonding with my friends and saying bad things about me, and, I really go crazy? A very good question, isn’t it?

 

Jon Presco

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Apr 4, 2014

My autobiography is titled ‘Capturing Beauty’ as you know. While talking to you it did not occur to me that this is what I had done. This is the end of  my story, the story of a artist who is overwhelmed with beautiful women.

I first noticed Belle because she looks like you when you were young. She has your energy and ambience. She is in front of the Pepsi truck. Belle notices me, feels my eyes on her. She makes her way over to me. This is the other end of you noticing me before I noticed you. I did not even see you when you offered me that life-saver. The first time I saw you, I was fifty feet away. You were across the street. You came out of the drug store. You were wearing your turquoise dress and black leotards. Your hair is up in a French way. Note how Belle tells me her name is a French name. Note the mole on her neck. Note he smile after she sticks out her tongue. Marilyn, this is you. This is a musical. This may be love at first sight. It is on my part. Do I know for sure? It seems she loves me? She looks for a reason to get my number. She wants me to hear her poem. She wants me to paint her…….the movie ends!


Jon Gregory 

Apr 21, 2014

The artist, Jirayr Zorthian, has been dubbed the Last Bohemian. I lived with his daughters in a famous SF commune.

Belle, I am confused. You took my number when we met after I told you I am an author out to preserve the Beat-Bohemian-Hippie culture. You said you were a radical, and I assumed you were an advocate for the homeless. Why then have you not talked about your radical homeless work with me when I shared at length my work with the homeless here in Springfield? From whom did you get an interest in Bohemians? Who is your boyfriend? Is he a radical advocate for the homeless? Has he been involved with OCCUPY?

I am trying to give YOU something very important. I know a information game when I see one. Dan Brown and his wife used to lurk on the yahoo.groups I belonged to that discussed the Templars, the Holy Grail, and the Masons. I have argued with members of the Sinclair family. The Davinci Code was a rip-off of OUR studies. Why are you examining me? Has it occurred to you that I am a Bohemian worth saving?

I married a very radical woman who was married to Thomas Pynchon. My best friend was good friends with Michael McClure and Jim Morrison. I was close with members of the Brotherhood of Eternal Love.

I asked you to help me get this information in a format that can be published, so that I can own credibility to put forth my knowledge. Once I am published, I wont’ be examined by people who have a selfish interest, and thus their finding are negative. I want your positive input and help. How many questions has your boyfriend put to you about me? If he wants to know anything about me, he can give me a call!  If you don’t understand why I am trying to give you something, ask and thou shall receive. I will tell you the truth – if I feel you are on my side!

The truth is, I did not like your poem, because I hate conspiracy radio. I want to do my own radio show called the Authentic Human Being Show. I did not like your poem because it says very little about YOU and your advocacy for the homeless. OCCUPY has a core group of people who want to remain anonymous. In my book they do not get to use the homeless as their human shield so they can own a cloak of invisibility in order to secretly push their ideaology. I can, and will expose that! Like the Pied Piper I will, put forth a better idea! 

An article on the Beats says there is no direct connection between the  Pynchon and the Beat writers. I am that connection!

I want some feedback on our movie. I want you to sign a non-disclosure contract. You may not used any information I have shared with you without my permission and for any reason I deem injurious to my preservation and cause as agreed to at our first meeting.

Jon Presco

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Apr 18, 2014

Belle…….I have to try to make this perfectly clear to you. You are the end of my novel ‘Capturing Beauty’.  Why are you this? There are two terrible biographies out there about my famous sister (and her family) and a famous producer bought the right to put Christine and her family up in the silver screen. There is one thing preventing this, no one can answer why Rosamond painted beautiful women. She was not a lesbian. What happened was she saw a photograph of the large painting I did of Rena, and this inspired her take up art with she was 24. She was highly commercialized and asked me to help her feel like an artist.

Belle, she did not, and could not feel, and experience what we felt today. She could not, and did not ever have such an incredibly creative conversation with such a beautiful young woman that would inspire her, like you inspired me. She worked from pics of fashion models. My sister saw me love these beautiful women. I inspired her. She never met a man like me, except when she and Bryan were lovers. But, Bryan had several lovers and did not want to commit to any of them.

Belle, you don’t have to do anything, give me anything, that you have not already given me. When I beheld you with your eyes closed as I read my poem to you, is the end scene of my movie.  This is why I wanted to film it. Do you understand?

I am not into taking something for myself. My Great Muse does not allow me to cash-in, make money from my gifts. If I get anything from you, I am going to give it back to you. What is your scene in this movie? How do you want it to end? This is a love story. It begins with two beautiful boys who met when they were twelve, and they were artists, poets, and playwrites. My dear friend Bill killed himself on my eighteenth birthday. Christine had a secret crush on Bill.  I have………..carried on! Bryan was an artist. My three artist friends I loved dearly, are gone. Then…………here come you!

If this was a French movie, it would be called ‘My Beautiful Blue Bicycle’ . How do you say and spell this in French?

“All’s well, that ends well!”

How do you want your movie to end?

Love

Jon

Apr 19, 2014

Belle…..there were so many peaks we explored, beheld the connecting beauty, and gave each other a high-five!  Never in the history of Muse and Artist, has this infamous pair been so – apparent! I saw your face all aglow! When my Great Muse was downloading all my Biblical Revelations (I know what Jesus wrote in the dust) Marilyn knocked on the door. She gasped;

“Your face is a white! It’s glowing! Go look in the mirror!”

I went and looked in the mirror and there was pure white light around my head and on my face. I looked like a snow-being with piercing blue eyes. Have you ever taken LSD? I am thinking of opening a channel that was closed long ago.

We love the same things! This can not be denied. Let us not try!  Christine and I both borrowed from Parish. The painting I did of Rena, was like a Parish.  Here is my painting of my angel coming out of the sea that I did in 1976. When asked who she is, I said she was a combination of all the women I have loved. She is holding a glass Japanese net float that looks like the world. You look like  this woman. You have the same color hair. Your were many women TODAY. You are all the women I have loved, and will love. You are my Last Muse. There have been signs my life is coming to an end. You had a ball in your hand when we met. You are so enthusiastic about who I am. Likewise!

I wrote my Birth of Venus in 1988, read it aloud, and spliced Enya’s music into it. The result is amazing.  I have been looking for a dancer – hence!

Jon

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Apr 19, 2014

Dear Stefan;

I love this show! This is a fine great thing you and others did in 1980.

Six days before I met my new muse, Belle Burch, she got arrested along with eleven others while protesting the closure of a homeless camp here in Eugene. The hands with message belong to her, and appeared in our newspaper. If she come with me I would like her to speak before other artists about the cause.

Jon Gregory

Apr 19, 2014

Dear Belle

I just sent my latest blog to my radical artist friend in New York. I told him about your arrest, and now you are – in – as promised! I am a man of my word. You will know this, and trust me some day. I gave you that bike because I know you are in dire straights. I know your place of work closed down. I figured you needed the bike to go look for work. I got all this information by googling you. I sent you a facebook request.

I will do anything to help you. I will never hurt you! Want to go to New York and speak before your nomadic creative compatriots who have fought against the bad real estates deals?

Love

Jon

Apr 20, 2014

Belle……..Here is the Rose of the World Prophecy from Russia that celebrates the Divine Feminine and the rise of the Arts.

In 1987 I went to Serenity Lane, and have 27 years sobriety.

Jon

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RUIZ Jon R John, Interesting information and connection. Thanks for sharing. Jon

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Apr 8, 2014

John,

 

Interesting information and connection.  Thanks for sharing.

 

Jon

While lost in the forest, the merchant stumbles upon the magical domain of the Beast (Vincent Cassel). The merchant takes treasure from the castle, but is captured by the Beast for stealing a single rose for Belle. The Beast allows the merchant to go and say goodbye to his children, but says he must return to take his punishment, or his entire family will be killed. Feeling responsible, Belle steals her father’s horse and returns to the castle to take her father’s fate.

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Oh, Jon, what stories! But I’m not the collaborator for you. My life is writing historical novels based on the lives of actual historical women and I’m contracted out ahead so a writing project with you isn’t in the future I’m afraid. It does sound like having someone to help move through the closeness would be good though. Have you considered the Association of Personal Historians? Louise Hawker in Bend might be a great resource for you both to help organize all the material into that trilogy but also as a female collaborator. If you want I’ll send you her email and you could explore that with her. She’s a fine writer and with your passion for this story might be the perfect woman to work with. Nancy might be interested as well though her interest has been a biography of Henry Spalding but you could certainly contact her. I’m limiting my story of your kin to Eliza Spalding Warren and her relationships with her mother Eliza Hart Spalding especially after her mom died and exploring how her legacy shaped her daughter’s. Much more defined than the trilogy you have in mind.

  I was also struck by your sister’s biography on the site you sent. What an amazing woman she must have been. I hope you were in her life…Warmly, Jane

 

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Belle Burch

May 7, 2014

Belle


I don’t want the bicycle back and want you to own it fair and square. I learned how to snip stills from the video and will make several drawings and paintings from them.  


I fell in love with you Belle, and told Marilyn that the day after I met you. I am not crazy, nor will I ever harm you. I am sorry for the misunderstandings.


Jon


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The truth is out. I fell in love with Belle Burch almost the moment I lay eyes on her. I don’t think she knows how beautiful she is.

Belle Burch Jon, This isn’t going to happen. There will be no trade; I will not model for you. I want to return the blue bicycle to you, as you gave it to me in exchange for ten hours of modeling I no longer feel

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me

May 6, 2014

Jon,

This isn’t going to happen. There will be no trade; I will not model for you. I want to return the blue bicycle to you, as you gave it to me in exchange for ten hours of modeling I no longer feel comfortable spending with you. If you want it back, come get it at the Wandering Goat at 1 pm on Thursday.

– Belle

Belle Burch I want to make this abundantly clear. Your actions are making me feel unsafe, and are making me feel concerned for the safety of my family and friends. I am asking you respectfully to: Please stop pos

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me

May 9, 2014

I want to make this abundantly clear.

Your actions are making me feel unsafe, and are making me feel concerned for the safety of my family and friends.

I am asking you respectfully to:

Please stop posting about me, my family, Ambrose, and Ambrose’s family on your blog. This includes photos, videos, and writing.

Please stop trying to contact me or communicate with me in any way.

Please stop posting links to your blog on Facebook.

Cyberstalking is a federal crime.

I am seriously considering filing a restraining order against you.

Please consider carefully what I have said.

me Hello Belle! I got my autistic friends over and we are watching Beauty and the Beast for Easter. Hollis and I referred to them as “our children”. They are my orphans, now. The bath scene is my favorit

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Belle Burch

Apr 20, 2014

Hello Belle! I got my autistic friends over and we are watching Beauty and the Beast for Easter. Hollis and I referred to them as “our children”. They are my orphans, now.


The bath scene is my favorite, too. Reminds me of being on the road with a woman. You have to treat her extra nice. The star was/is a dancer. I love her energy.


I was moved by your poem, but could have been more moved if you employed more contrast to get more poetic drama. You are in a unique position. I want you to be a reporter for my paper. Did you read the Real Estate Show about radical artists taking over a vacant building in NYC?  There is a invite for me to go to NYC. I would like to take you, on the train. Still in planning stage. 


I see you on you Bluecycle on Easter, being happy. This makes me happy. I will write about my homelessness. When I was 17 I hitched to NY in January. I had stopped my drunken mother from beating on Christine,


I showed my friends the movie we made, and they loved it! They want to meet you.


Love


Jon

When I took the train to Santa Rosa I played a Best of Love tape and choregraphed a whole dance routine. I made a mental movie. I love Bollywood dancers! How about you? Are you mad at me because I loo

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Belle Burch

Apr 19, 2014

When I took the train to Santa Rosa I played a Best of Love tape and choregraphed a whole dance routine. I made a mental movie. I love Bollywood dancers! How about you?

 Are you mad at me because I looked at your name? I am not mad at you. I admire you. Tell me someday why you didn’t let me know.


Jon

Apr 18, 2014

Belle, my big project in Love Dance, a Broadway musical based upon the music of LOVE. Bryan was my best friend in HS. He was a roadie for the Byrds when he was 17. We hung out in a coffee shop in LA in 1963.

I about choked when you told me your were a dancer! Belle! You ring all my belles and set off all my whistles. It is just the way it is.

I want to see the hippie dance extravaganza on Broadway! How about you?

Jon

Belle Burch Hell yes I want to see a dance show on Broadway. I’ve always wanted to see a Broadway show. I’ve been in NYC twice but failed both times to get overpriced tickets to any Broadway shows enough in advan

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Apr 19, 2014

Hell yes I want to see a dance show on Broadway. I’ve always wanted to see a Broadway show. I’ve been in NYC twice but failed both times to get overpriced tickets to any Broadway shows enough in advance to make one. Why do you ask?

Belle Burch Yes, those are my hands in the RG. That was the first time I had ever appeared in the news as an activist. Yes, I got a misdemeanor along with 11 other people for trying to talk to a silent and (cowar

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Apr 20, 2014

Yes, those are my hands in the RG. That was the first time I had ever appeared in the news as an activist.

Yes, I got a misdemeanor along with 11 other people for trying to talk to a silent and (cowardly) hiding John RUIZ.

I LOVE Crouching Tiger. It’s one of my favorites. The scene where the two young warrior lovers are in the bath together in the desert is my favorite part I think.

Is Bohemian a language as well as a place? Or are you referring to Romani? Was Romani the language that was spoken in Bohemia?

I’d like to hear more of your personal life story. “When I got sober”, “When I was homeless”, “When I was fighting cancer”……. these are words you drop and then let flit by without much detail or explanation or storytelling. I want those details and stories. Please.

Tell me what you thought of my poem. Did it make you feel anything? Did it make you think? If so, what?

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Belle Burch

Apr 19, 2014

O.K. Belle, the only one that made me chuckle a dozen good times after a date. My mother wanted my name to be spelled JON. A nurse put an H in it and that’s how it appears on my birth certificate. Rosemary was furious and started calling me GREG. My father called me GREGORY, because that is how my middle name is spelled. When I got sober, I recovered JON.


Now to AMBROSE which is also AMBROSIUS. In Bohemian this name is spelled BRASKEWITZ, as I told you. Now I wanted a pen name as a writer JON AMBROSE. In PRESCO there is also a ROSE.


Now, to you, mystery hands with message! Are those your hands in the RG? Did you get arrested confronting JON REUZ, who returned my call just after we met. I just watched the movie Croutching Tiger.

Apr 18, 2014

Dear Belle

Our café experience was better then ‘My Dinner With Andre’.  It was a very creative happening!

Here are some posts you might be interested in. My ancestor was the Master of the Falcon Art College in Holland, and a member of the Swan Brethren. He used a rose to sign his name. Here are photos of me when I was 26 in my sister’s studio. There is an energy field around me. I am 24 in the photo of me in blog ‘defying mafia’.

If you want a character reference, call Marilyn, the woman who was my first girlfriend. We are still close today.

Your friend

Jon

P.S. nothing in the blog is true.

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Hey Jon, It’s Belle. Still wondering if you’re real. Thank you again for the bike. Let’s set up a time for me to do some modeling. Thurs and Fri are possibilities for me. By the way, Why “John Ambrose

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me

Apr 19, 2014

Hey Jon,

It’s Belle. Still wondering if you’re real. Thank you again for the bike. Let’s set up a time for me to do some modeling. Thurs and Fri are possibilities for me.

By the way, Why “John Ambrose”? Is that your middle name? Nom de plume? Highly synchronistic, as my current partner’s legal first name is Ambrose. I’m very curious about this.

Also, I thought you preferred to spell your name without the “h”?

Here’s the poem I said I’d send you.

Haven’t read any of your emails yet, will get to that soon.

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Last night I fell

asleep in a tent on the concrete
in front of city hall
to the sounds of a quiet radio-
some show about the Bermuda Triangle.
How things, people
disappear there.
Whether or not it exists.
Interviews with people
who believed in it,
interviews with people
who didn’t. Its history.
Amelia Earhart. (Airheart?)
It seemed to go on
for centuries.
There are people out there
who don’t have state IDs, passports,
birth certificates,
social security numbers,
who technically
legally
don’t exist.
The faeries who put people
to sleep for 100 years must live there
in that West Atlantic Vortex.
I got lost in it,
like Rip Van Winkle*,
and woke
to a changed world.
I texted a lover in New Orleans,
‘I’m stuffing almonds into a banana,
around my neck is a red bandana
and I love you.’ It was all true.
I walked through what is known
in Eugene as the Barmuda Triangle,
the magical trine of Luckey’s,
Horsehead and Jameson’s downtown.
If you order food at Jameson’s,
it gets run across the street
from Horsehead.
Luckey’s has the best pool tables,
and a fantastic little Mexican foodcart lovechild
that only accepts cash.
At the Horsehead,
there is a touch screen machine
where you get to choose
what music is being played.
You pay money for this privilege.
If you pay more money,
your songs get played
first.
This is a triangle
you can only get lost in
if you’re a real person.

* bandana around my eyes to keep the
blazing orange streetlights out

My e-mail has John Ambrose which I was considering as a pen name. The name on my birth certificate is John Gregory Presco. My mother wanted John to be spelled Jon, but, a nurse put a H in JON, and nev

To

Kate Young

Mar 25, 2014

My e-mail has John Ambrose which I was considering as a pen name. The name on my birth certificate is John Gregory Presco. My mother wanted John to be spelled Jon, but, a nurse put a H in JON, and never called me Jon. When I got in a recovery program, I recovered my first name, because Greg, was not my middle name, and that is how everyone called me. Does this clear things up?

It is too late. I sent an e-mail to Matt Powell and City Manager, Jon Ruiz.  This battle over the Columbia Cottages made me feel overwhelmed, especially when I did not hear from you.

There was a whole series of posts I did in regards to my Muse and the movie High Noon, which led to the real thing. This is the Twilight Zone. I am thinking of getting in a Rod Serling costume.

I have been rehearsing the story I was going to tell you when we have lunch at the Granary about the Culture War fought down in the basement between Eugene Poets and other – strange people! The owner, Josh, flipped out, trashed the place, and is in a asylum. His parents are selling everything. I might be able to find a way to contact the parents.

Are you sure you want to hang with us Bohemians?

Just so you don’t think I am stalking you, I am not coming on to you when I see you as ‘Darling Kate’ in the movie High Noon, in regards to “Do not forsake me, oh my darling!”

I am sure you got a mustache full of real estate horror stories. When we brunch, we will make sure our back is not facing the door.

  Jon Gregory Presco

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Jane Kirkpatrick

Apr 10, 2014

I have been working on a autobiography for around ten years. ‘Capturing Beauty’ is about two creative children growing up in a abusive home. My late sister, Christine Rosamond Benton, took up art after seeing a painting I did of my Muse. At 24 she became a overnight success. There was a battle over her artistic legacy that non-creative outsiders won. Christine’s 276 page autobiography was disappeared because the outsiders wanted to make a movie, and, this bio would belong to the two heirs. THEY wrote two very bad bios that did not sell. There are two screenplays.


To negate the truth I was Christine’s teacher, my sister is now a prodigy like myself. There was a gallery bio that ripped-off ‘Mommy Dearest’. This led to the flashlight, myth, where a un-named kindergarten teacher testifies about Christine’s amazing skills. How old is she? How did they find her? Most of the accounts of Christine’s death, is also fiction. I have been considering finding a woman to help me co-author this……………for years, because I am too close to the madness. 


My newfound daughter got sucked in. No one in my family knew anything about the real history I have discovered in the last 15 years. Are you interested in telling Rosamond’s story? Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor is our kin.

Jan 3, 2014

I will help promote your work. Check this out. Show it to Christine.

Jon Gregory

Apr 4, 2014

My autobiography is titled ‘Capturing Beauty’ as you know. While talking to you it did not occur to me that this is what I had done. This is the end of  my story, the story of a artist who is overwhelmed with beautiful women.

I first noticed Belle because she looks like you when you were young. She has your energy and ambience. She is in front of the Pepsi truck. Belle notices me, feels my eyes on her. She makes her way over to me. This is the other end of you noticing me before I noticed you. I did not even see you when you offered me that life-saver. The first time I saw you, I was fifty feet away. You were across the street. You came out of the drug store. You were wearing your turquoise dress and black leotards. Your hair is up in a French way. Note how Belle tells me her name is a French name. Note the mole on her neck. Note he smile after she sticks out her tongue. Marilyn, this is you. This is a musical. This may be love at first sight. It is on my part. Do I know for sure? It seems she loves me? She looks for a reason to get my number. She wants me to hear her poem. She wants me to paint her…….the movie ends!


Jon Gregory 

Apr 8, 2014

Hi Marilyn

Belle is on the last video

Love

Greg

Apr 9, 2014

Hello Stefan!

Chris told me you are going to show your work. Wish I was there.

I found my new Muse at the Art Walk. He name is BELLE ‘Beauty’. The name of my biography is ‘Capturing Beauty’ . I captured her in a video. Scroll down. She is under the Pepsi sign. We end up talking. She wants to pose for me.

Belle video

There is so much to this story. I am trying to save this city block from being torn down. I have got the attention of the Mayor and City Manager.

Apr 12, 2014

When I was a gifted youth

I do not recall if I studied the artist Sandro Botticelli.

When a man

I wrote my version of ‘The Birth of Venus’

and did a painting of my muse

coming out of the sea.

I must have neglected this great Renaissance Artist,

and his beloved Muse – until now!

But, Since I beheld her, my Belle

and compared her to Simonetta Cattaneo de Candia Vespucci,

do I now behold all the clues of the petals

and the thread

that have brought me through the labyrinth of time,

to adore her once again.

And she recognizes me!

Centuries ago I was buried at her feet

in order to continue my long vigilance,

for she was only asleep.

One day she will awaken, and the City of Flowers

will again bask in her unparelled beauty.

Bella! Mon Belle!

Following the Renaissance of the Miller Brothers

to the top of the hill in the lost city of Fairmount,

I came to the crossroads of time.

When I saw the intersection of Flora and Fairmount,

I knew it would be a matter of days

before I was with my Sleeping Belle, once again,

once upon a time

She is the one I came here for.

After finding the lost tombstone of George Melvin Miller,

the founder of Florence,

I began to see the grand design.

When she came across the piazza de Keasy

while the minstrel sang a song by the Grateful Dead

‘Saint Stephen’

I had my rose at ready.

When I handed it to her

I heard the lovers complain

Where is my Belle Rose!

This is the Renaissance Rose

that my ancestor employed to write his name,

Rosemondt.

When I told Belle what kind of work I do,

I described my painting of a woman coming out of the sea.

Many have asked me who she is. Now, I can say;

“She is Belle, the most beautiful woman in Florence.”

We will go there, soon,

to behold the sea, a shell, and the foam

In 1475

at La Giostra

a jousting tournament was held at the Piazza Santa Croce.

The gallant knight Giuliano

entered the field bearing a banner

on which was a picture of Simonetta as a helmeted Pallas Athene

Her image was painted by Botticelli himself.

Underneath was the French inscription

La Sans Pareille, meaning “The unparalleled one”.

From then on Simonetta became known

as the most beautiful woman in Florence,

and later the most beautiful woman of the Renaissance.

Simonetta Vespucci

I salute thee!

Apr 18, 2014

Mon Belle

We did a dance, and we did a rose.

Then

with radiant face you asked

“Have you ever loved so much

that you could love no more?”

This question lies

in the fragrance of a rose

that we must let go of

or be crushed by

the memory of unlimited love

This question can only be answered

by one who loves to dance

And

just when we think we are

completely exhausted

and all love is exhausted

Then?…….And Then!

Comes the Genius of Love!

To the genius of love!

Jon

Apr 18, 2014

Belle…….I have to try to make this perfectly clear to you. You are the end of my novel ‘Capturing Beauty’.  Why are you this? There are two terrible biographies out there about my famous sister (and her family) and a famous producer bought the right to put Christine and her family up in the silver screen. There is one thing preventing this, no one can answer why Rosamond painted beautiful women. She was not a lesbian. What happened was she saw a photograph of the large painting I did of Rena, and this inspired her take up art with she was 24. She was highly commercialized and asked me to help her feel like an artist.

Belle, she did not, and could not feel, and experience what we felt today. She could not, and did not ever have such an incredibly creative conversation with such a beautiful young woman that would inspire her, like you inspired me. She worked from pics of fashion models. My sister saw me love these beautiful women. I inspired her. She never met a man like me, except when she and Bryan were lovers. But, Bryan had several lovers and did not want to commit to any of them.

Belle, you don’t have to do anything, give me anything, that you have not already given me. When I beheld you with your eyes closed as I read my poem to you, is the end scene of my movie.  This is why I wanted to film it. Do you understand?

I am not into taking something for myself. My Great Muse does not allow me to cash-in, make money from my gifts. If I get anything from you, I am going to give it back to you. What is your scene in this movie? How do you want it to end? This is a love story. It begins with two beautiful boys who met when they were twelve, and they were artists, poets, and playwrites. My dear friend Bill killed himself on my eighteenth birthday. Christine had a secret crush on Bill.  I have………..carried on! Bryan was an artist. My three artist friends I loved dearly, are gone. Then…………here come you!

If this was a French movie, it would be called ‘My Beautiful Blue Bicycle’ . How do you say and spell this in French?

“All’s well, that ends well!”

How do you want your movie to end?Apr 19, 2014

Belle…..there were so many peaks we explored, beheld the connecting beauty, and gave each other a high-five!  Never in the history of Muse and Artist, has this infamous pair been so – apparent! I saw your face all aglow! When my Great Muse was downloading all my Biblical Revelations (I know what Jesus wrote in the dust) Marilyn knocked on the door. She gasped;

“Your face is a white! It’s glowing! Go look in the mirror!”

I went and looked in the mirror and there was pure white light around my head and on my face. I looked like a snow-being with piercing blue eyes. Have you ever taken LSD? I am thinking of opening a channel that was closed long ago.

We love the same things! This can not be denied. Let us not try!  Christine and I both borrowed from Parish. The painting I did of Rena, was like a Parish.  Here is my painting of my angel coming out of the sea that I did in 1976. When asked who she is, I said she was a combination of all the women I have loved. She is holding a glass Japanese net float that looks like the world. You look like  this woman. You have the same color hair. Your were many women TODAY. You are all the women I have loved, and will love. You are my Last Muse. There have been signs my life is coming to an end. You had a ball in your hand when we met. You are so enthusiastic about who I am. Likewise!

I wrote my Birth of Venus in 1988, read it aloud, and spliced Enya’s music into it. The result is amazing.  I have been looking for a dancer – hence!

Jon

Apr 19, 2014

Dear Stefan;

I love this show! This is a fine great thing you and others did in 1980.

Six days before I met my new muse, Belle Burch, she got arrested along with eleven others while protesting the closure of a homeless camp here in Eugene. The hands with message belong to her, and appeared in our newspaper. If she come with me I would like her to speak before other artists about the cause.

Jon Gregory

Apr 19, 2014

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