My ordeal with Belle was epic, and only the tip of the iceberg. I turned our encounter into a Art Piece, a Beauty and the Beast Tale – in real time! I employed my creative psychic abilities in order to see the archetypal opera that ruled our society. First came our President grabbing pussy – with glee! But, there was always a Harvey and his casting couch at the epicenter of the Labyrinth. Behold – THE MINOTAUR – and the The Rouge Thread of Ariadne, who inspired the tale of SLEEPING BEAUTY, who was named ROSAMOND!
This is what I was about, in my autbiogrpahy ‘Capturing Beauty. Illusion Maker, Harvey Weinstein, has a ring in his nose, and snorts the acrid smoke of insipid lust out of his nose as he preys upon beautiful women. But, he is not after sex! He seeks power over men, by sliming the objects of their desire.
No artist or writer has had his life threatened, and his reputation besmirched, like myself. I was bid to get off my path, and stop following clues! I am the real Langdon. The Mona Lisa – belongs to me! I have been your Scapegoat. You are ignorant. The Rosamond Family were ancient weavers!
Art is THE TRUTH! I have proven this. I should get a medal. Rip Van Winkle and Ariadne. That was Belle and I. Separated by TIME, that ceases to exist in the Labyrinth. I saved Belle! I preserve Belle. It’s my job. I am a artist!
Jon Presco
a.k.a. Captain Diedrich Van Knickerbocker.
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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ariadne
In Hesiod and most other accounts, Theseus abandoned Ariadne sleeping on Naxos, and Dionysus rediscovered and wedded her. In a few versions of the myth,[6] Dionysus appeared to Theseus as they sailed away from Crete, saying that he had chosen Ariadne as his wife and demanding that Theseus leave her on Naxos for him; this has the effect of absolving the Athenian culture-hero of desertion. The vase-painters of Athens often showed Athena leading Theseus from the sleeping Ariadne to his ship.
With Dionysus, she was the mother of Oenopion, the personification of wine, Staphylus (related to grapes), Thoas, Peparethus, Phanus, Eurymedon, Enyeus, Ceramus, Maron, Euanthes, Latramys and Tauropolis.[7] Her wedding diadem was set in the heavens as the constellation Corona Borealis.
Ariadne remained faithful to Dionysus but was later killed by Perseus at Argos. In other myths she hanged herself from a tree, like Erigone and the hanging Artemis, a Mesopotamian theme. Some scholars have posited, due to her thread-spinning and winding associations, that she was a weaving goddess, like Arachne, supporting this theory with the mytheme of the Hanged Nymph (see weaving in mythology). Dionysus descended into Hades and brought her and his mother Semele back. They then joined the gods in Olympus.
Harvey Weinstein apologized for behavior that he said “has caused a lot of pain.” Credit Jean Baptiste LaCroix/Agence France-Presse — Getty Images
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Two decades ago, the Hollywood producer Harvey Weinstein invited Ashley Judd to the Peninsula Beverly Hills hotel for what the young actress expected to be a business breakfast meeting. Instead, he had her sent up to his room, where he appeared in a bathrobe and asked if he could give her a massage or she could watch him shower, she recalled in an interview.
“How do I get out of the room as fast as possible without alienating Harvey Weinstein?” Ms. Judd said she remembers thinking.
In 2014, Mr. Weinstein invited Emily Nestor, who had worked just one day as a temporary employee, to the same hotel and made another offer: If she accepted his sexual advances, he would boost her career, according to accounts she provided to colleagues who sent them to Weinstein Company executives. The following year, once again at the Peninsula, a female assistant said Mr. Weinstein badgered her into giving him a massage while he was naked, leaving her “crying and very distraught,” wrote a colleague, Lauren O’Connor, in a searing memo asserting sexual harassment and other misconduct by their boss.
“There is a toxic environment for women at this company,” Ms. O’Connor said in the letter, addressed to several executives at the company run by Mr. Weinstein.
“La Belle Noiseuse”
“And I’m done with patriarchal abusive bullshit.”
This is a very telling comment by Alley Valkyrie who appears to be Belle Burch’s mentor.
My autobiography ‘Capturing Beauty’ was inspired by my letter to Superior Court Judge Richard M. Silver, where I complained about an outsider advertising the Lesbian novel ‘Love Match’ on my nine year old nieces webpage. Sandra Faulkner claimed she interviewed my famous sister just before she died, which I told the Judge I doubted, and if so, then those interviews are intellectual property that belongs to my nieces, Rosamond’s Heirs. Poof! The first Rosamond biographer is – out of there! Sandra failed to capture the soul of Rosamond.
Love Match is about an ugly tennis player going after a beauty queen, using a tennis injury and beauties nine year old to bed beauty in her fathers’s bed.
When I met with Belle Burch, I asked her to help me write CB, because I wanted a female touch. I wanted Belle to inspire me as I write – and paint her. She said her friends call her a “Grammar Nazi” and she would help me for a fee.
I showed Belle my posts where it is clear I champion the homeless, and have been with OCCUPY Eugene from the start. Belle ignored this. When I discovered she was very close to
advocates for the homeless, I felt like she had put me out of that community. Why?
Jon Presco
Former Texas beauty-queen Nelson tells–as written by sociologist Faulkner–of her eight-year affair with tennis great Martina Navratilova, as well as of the pair’s litigious breakup and eventual out-of-court settlement. Nelson (a “latter-day Doris Day,” according to Rita Mae Brown’s foreword), mother of two and married for 17 years, was introduced to the Czech superstar in 1982 by Nelson’s 11-year-old son, Eddie. Nelson and Navratilova met again in 1984, and the mutual attraction proved so great that Nelson consulted a psychiatrist. Even so, the tennis star moved in with the Nelson family while recovering from an injury. The details of what happened next aren’t made clear, but Nelson’s husband, increasingly aware of the pair’s relationship, asked Navratilova to leave–and Nelson went with her, as her lover, traveling companion, and “maid” (Nelson later told 20/20’s Barbara Walters that Navratilova paid her $90,000 a year for her services). The couple finally exchanged rings and vows in an empty church in Brisbane, Australia, and they later videotaped a “nonmarital cohabitation agreement” that became the focal point of the litigation when they split up. Since homosexuality is illegal in Texas, and a court cannot enforce a contract to perform an illegal act, all parties were on unsure ground during the legal battle. Nelson charged not only breach of contract but claimed that she was entitled to the same rights as any spouse: half of all earnings garnered during the marriage. Navratilova countered that she thought she was agreeing only to a 50-50 split of any joint business venture. The couple’s businesses and real estate were divided up, but Nelson offers absolutely no details of the final agreement other than to note that her desire to write this book was one of the sticking points. Numerous questions go begging in the emotion-laden, self- serving text–making this hardly the work by which to judge Navratilova, the pair’s relationship, or, for that matter, Nelson herself.
Review/Film Festival; An Artist and His Muse In Jacques Rivette Work
By VINCENT CANBY
Published: October 2, 1991
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In the South of France near Montpellier, in a magnificent old chateau slightly smaller than the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Edouard Frenhofer, a once-celebrated painter, lives in uneasy bucolic stasis with his wife, Liz, his former model.
Edouard (Michel Piccoli) has not done any work in 10 years, monumentally blocked, it seems, by love or, at least, by contentment. He eats and drinks and putters around the chateau. Liz (Jane Birkin) devotes herself to Edouard and, as a hobby, stuffs birds, sometimes members of endangered species.
Their placid existence is shattered when Edouard suddenly decides to paint again. His inspiration: a young dark-eyed beauty named Marianne (Emmanuelle Beart), the companion of Nicolas (David Bursztein), a young painter on his way up in the contemporary art world
What happens in the next five days, and in the four hours’ running time of Jacques Rivette’s “Belle Noiseuse,” is intended to be nothing less than an examination of one of life’s great mysteries, the artist’s creative process.
Winner of the second prize at this year’s Cannes International Film Festival, “La Belle Noiseuse” is an incredibly beautiful, roomy sort of film whose views of art reflect the tradition of what might be called academic romanticism. As in “Camille Claudel,” about the storm-tossed love affair of Camille Claudel and Auguste Rodin, “La Belle Noiseuse” is convinced that no masterpiece can be created without human sacrifice.
The movie’s title comes from the painting on which Edouard was working at the time he more or less drifted into temporary retirement. It was inspired by a 17th-century courtesan, Catherine Lescault, nicknamed “La Belle Noiseuse,” which is translated in the subtitles as “The Beautiful Nut.” Whatever she is called, she is a woman who drives men mad.
“La Belle Noiseuse,
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