The Imperial Riding Cup

Lara Roozemond can ride a horse like this. She competed in the Imperial Riding Cup. This is a plus for ‘The Bond Woman’. I am fashioning a glass slipper for Lara’s foot. When I looked at her on Instagram, a Jaguar ad appeared. She’s a……….Horseshoe in?

Lara rode ‘No Angel’. This will be the title of a chapter, a scene from ‘The Royal Janitor’. Where after competing, she drives willy-nilly to the Horseshoe Inn. This is her hoof stomping ground. Belting down a shot of Kentucky Bourbon, she spots the Austrian who competed in the Men’s event.

“Look at the hindquarters on that one. And those eyes. He reeks of good breeding. I must have him!”

And off she slinks across the room, like a black panther. The female bartender shakes her head. She has seen this predator in action before. They call her the Black Widow, for, she loves them and leaves them – devastated! She is utterly crazy and dysfunctional when she gets like this, And it is not the whisky.

Victoria’s girlfriend comes in and sees she has her prey cornered.

“She shouldn’t get on a horse. She thinks she is the reincarnation of a Centauride. She was a shut-in as a child, and read a lot. She has an altar to Hera. She believe men fucked the worship of her all up. She is out for revenge.

Uh-oh. He’s feeling dominated and wants the upper hand. If he touches her in a superior manner, she’ll kick the shit out him! She knows French Foot Boxing. When her eyes start blazing, and she declares “I am Arion!” best cut her off.”

I want my female Bond to be half mad, for what was done to her.  Note the pic of Lara and her lover in the lower right-hand corner. I love this shot! This is her inner black panthers taking control. (add smile) You can not write good poetry – unless you are mad! Did I tell you Victoria has committed to memory a million poems? Don’t let her corner you when she’s…..in the mood. 

Jon Presco

Copyright 2018

On the subject of Arion, Homer said in the Iliad:^[4]

“… there is no man that shall catch thee by a burst of speed, neither pass thee by, nay, not though in pursuit he were driving goodly Arion, the swift horse of Adrastus, that was of heavenly stock …”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epona

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Centaurides

In Greek mythology, Hera was the reigning female goddess of Olympus because she was Zeus’s wife. But her worship is actually far older than that of her husband. It goes back to a time when the creative force we call “God” was conceived of as a woman. The Goddess took many forms, among them that of a bird. Hera was worshipped throughout Greece, and the oldest and most important temples were consecrated to her. Her subjugation to Zeus and depiction as a jealous shrew are mythological reflections of one of the most profound changes ever in human spirituality.

http://www.mythweb.com/encyc/entries/hera.html 

http://www.eurodressage.com/2010/03/22/van-lierop-back-winners-circle-imperial-cup-qualifier-assen

15	Lara Roozemond	No Angel	234	242	217	64,17%
15	Lotte Meulendijks	Boticelli	231	231	231	64,17%
18	Christien Kerbert	Cinderella du Bois	234	227	230	63,98%
19	Danielle van Bergen	Oldebert’s Kimberly	234	227	226	63,61%

 

The Rock in ‘The Sandpiper’ is the same rock I used to found the Church of Art. I am certain Lara Roozemond is kin to Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor who starred in National Velvet that was filmed about two miles from where Christine Rosamond Presco lived. All four of us have those famous eyes. Lara looks like Rosamond’s painting ‘Denim and Silk’.

 

https://twitter.com/lroozemond?lang=en 

Fig. 18
Skellig Michael, South Peak. The Needle’s Eye. Its entrance is reached by a short traverse of dry-stone masonry at the
top of a steep rock face. The masonry has deteriorated, bulging and subsiding dangerously.
Photograph by Walter Horn.

It could be said artists are not so much interested in living a meaningful life, but, dying a meaningful death. Our enemies rendered the life of the artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, meaningless, because, they have no death scene. This is because we are a part of The Never Ending Story that is forever writing itself. We get glimpses, now and then. Sometimes we behold the full Monty!
We are The Ancient Sea Wendlings. We learned Alchemy from John Dee, and came to California with Sir Francis Drake.
It is time for a New Renaissance. I beseech business men and women to put down the club of the Neanderthal, and take an artist and poet to lunch.
This is it! We have arrived!
Jon Presco
Rosamunda Bolger (née Took) was the mother of Fredegar “Fatty” Bolger
and Estella Brandybuck. She was married to Odovacar Bolger and was
known as Rosamunda Took prior to the marriage. They lived in
Budgeford in Bridgefields in the Eastfarthing of the Shire. Rosamunda
and Odovacar both attended the Bilbo’s Farewell Party in 3001 along
with their children.