Here is the genealogy of Edith Sedgewick and Christian Brevoort Zabriski Buck, the half brother of William Buck. I am the rightful historian of the Buck Foundation – and the greatest Artistic Dynasty in the world!
I will never forget Sydney Morris saying this to me;
“I heard your sister was a real pain in the ass!”
This is when I sensed Mark Presco the Neo-Nazi Racist, was pulling strings in back of the dark stage he is the master of. I suspect, Garth’s divorce attorney, Robin Beare, was ready to continue the Benton divorce and make sure her client got all he wanted – including members of my natal family that he preferred. Shannon and I had to go. The plan was for Vicki Presco to drop out as Christine Rosamond Benton’s 1st. named executor, and Jacci Belford drop put as 2nd. named – and name Garth Benton as executor – which they did. This is a total betrayal of the descendant – and highly unethical! Christine never dreamed she would be so betrayed – and destroyed!
Then Garth was refused, his friend, Larry Chazen, gave it a go. He was refused. I suspect Beare asked Morris to step in, and he was approved. I can see my evil brother gloating now. He and his evil untalented sister are – in control of THE ART! Rosamond’s teacher – is out in the cold! Now who is – out in the cold! Robert Brevoort Buck has lost control of his family history. I own it. Now I am going after a big hunk of the Buck Foundation!
If any woman in the history of the worls deserved the title ‘A Real Pain In The Ass’ it was Edith Sedgewich, the most addicted celebrity – the world has ever known.
Fuck you Mark Presco, if you are still alive. Fuck you Morris! I will marry you two in the most hellish history I can summon! This was a ARTISTIC LEGACY, and not the legacy of the Nazi who owned the Swastika Stamping plant of Hamburg.
My God! Christine was to celebrate her first sober birthday at Rocky Point. Friends and family were going to be there. How many watched her drown? There was going to knew hope. Then Garth and his attorney get another ten rounds from Morris tobeat the shit out of a dead woman artist – while my family helps! There needs to be JUSTICE! Her fans probobaly put their Rosamond Women in the closet lest the see her pleading eyes!
Garth was out of the picture! Now – he is in the limelight celebrating a tragedy.
“We were almost there when an ambulance passed us, going the other way. We both realized it was carrying Christine. My mind flashed back over the last few months and years, and all the anguish for Nina and Drew and me, even for Christine. I was crying, and I turned to Nina — this is what I am ashamed of — and I said, ‘we’re free. And Drew is saved.”
President: Royal Rosamond Benton
Christian Brevoort Zabriski Buck
|Christian Brevoort Zabriskie Buck|
|Birthdate:||October 18, 1914|
|Birthplace:||San Francisco, San Francisco County, California, United States|
|Death:||August 17, 1995 (80)|
Santa Fe, Santa Fe County, New Mexico, United States
|Place of Burial:||Carson City, Nevada, United States|
|Immediate Family:||Son of Frank Henry Buck, Jr. and Zayda Justine Shawhan|
Husband of Natalie Leotine Buck
Brother of Edward Zabriskie Buck
Half brother of William Benson Buck and Carol F Buck
|Managed by:||Private User|
|Last Updated:||June 30, 2018|
Historical records matching Christian Brevoort Zabriskie Buck
- Natalie Leotine Buckwife
- Frank Henry Buck, Jr.father
- Suzy & Rob, Source: https://old.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=125944686Zayda Justine Shawhanmother
- Suzy & Rob, Source: https://old.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=97663270Edward Zabriskie Buckbrother
- Eva M Buckstepmother
- William Benson Buckhalf brother
- Carol F Buckhalf sister
- Suzy & Rob, Source: https://old.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=125944593Romer Shawhanstepfather
|Husband: William Ellery SEDGWICK|
|Born:||28 Mar 1825||at:|
|Married:||26 Nov 1850||at:|
|Died:||16 Apr 1873||at:||New York, New York|
|Mother:||Elizabeth Dana ELLERY|
|Spouses:||Constance Irving BREVOORT|
|Wife: Constance Irving BREVOORT|
|Born:||22 May 1828||at:|
|Father:||Henry Wortley BREVOORT|
|Spouses:||William Ellery SEDGWICK|
|Born:||12 Jan 1852||at:||New York, New York|
|Married:||13 Nov 1878||at:|
|Spouses:||Meta Brovoort RENWICK|
|Name:||Henry Brevoort SEDGWICK|
|Born:||1 Aug 1853||at:||Lenox, Berkshire, Massachusetts|
|Died:||18 May 1854||at:|
|Name:||Francis Edward SEDGWICK|
|Born:||1 Sep 1854||at:||New York, New York|
|Name:||William Ellery SEDGWICK|
|Born:||15 Sep 1856||at:||New York, New York|
|Name:||Laura Brevoort SEDGWICK|
|Born:||22 Feb 1859||at:||Lenox, Berkshire, Massachusetts|
|Died:||7 Nov 1907||at:|
|Spouses:||Henry Amman JAMES|
|Name:||Helen Ellery SEDGWICK|
|Born:||15 Sep 1861||at:||Lenox, Berkshire, Massachusetts|
|Married:||19 Jan 1884||at:||New York, New York|
|Spouses:||John A METCALF , Marshall B MEAD|
My God! What have the Nine Muses wrought?! I just discovered via Henry Brevoort’s letters to Washington Irving, that Henry is related to Eidth Sedgewick, Andy Warhol’s Muse. My kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, was Andy’s Muse. Rena Easton is/was Christine Rosamond and my Muse. Donald Trump – stiffed Andy! This is…The Greatest New York Story – ever! The king of new York – is defiled! Long live Andy and Edith!
If you want to read a great book, read ‘Edith’ who was born into the Bluest Boston Blood, and ends up getting vitamin shots from Doctor Feelgood!
Robert Brevoort Buck is guilty of legal maleficence. He comes from one of America’s foremost literary and historic families – that he knew nothing about! Yet, he launches his law firm against Rosamond’s brother, teacher, family historian, and genealogist.
Andy knew who his muses were. He is the most famous artist to work in New York, that was once known as New Amsterdam. I want to sue Donald Trump for political maleficence, and for destroying the reputation of the Republican Party founded by John and Jessie Benton. I will be looking at the Bi-laws, and the ethical guidelines for a candidate, in hope I can get the greatest fraud to come out of New York – disqualified!
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Trump stiffed Andy Warhol who did several famous images of my kin, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor. We share the same great grandfather, James Rosamond, who was the brother of Captain Samuel Rosamond, the Patriot. Liz would be happy to have known about her all American family who immigrated from Ireland. She did not know her cousin was the famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, who married into the Benton family of American artists. This history and genealogy was compiled by Jimmy (James) Rosamond, and myself after Christine and Liz, died. Jimmy descends from James.
My late father and Trump are like twins. Vic hated art, but became a player and partner of Christine, as did Larry Chazen, a CEO of Noble Oil. Rick Perry is on the board of the pipe company that is fighting the Sioux. Chazen is a partner of the Getty oil family who own one of the largest art collections in the world. Trump owns no original art, and defunded the National Endowment of the Arts. Not since the Medicis and Habsburgs, have we seen such a cluster.
Warhol was fascinated with the rich, powerful, and famous. My family tie to Trump is thru art. My credibility and stock – is thru the roof, thanks to Trump becoming President. This blog is a historic prophecy, and Bohemian archive. I prepared the way for the coming of Trump – the real Mad Man! If he had not been elected, then my family and ex-friends could go back to ignoring me. This an Cultural Reboot. Protestors are at our airports fighting for deportees and refugees. Christine’s place in the rea art world, has been secured. This is what she wanted. She headed a Women’s Movement in the 70s.
Here is Christine Rosamond’s ‘Denim and Silk’. She looks like Elfin Muse.
Trump and the extreme-right are going to do even more crazy and dangerous things. They are very destructive. Someday, this blog will be the stepping stones for the – return to sanity! It will be a famous art lesson for future generations who are making history in the streets! A new pertinence is being constructed before our eyes!
Trump is the No.1 enemy of art, and just about everything else. If he met Julia Childes, he would scarf down her food at the studio, then barf it out in the parking lot, making sure that was caught on film. In the world according to Trump, most people are con-artists, fakes, crooked ‘The Enemy’. What he really thinks about evangelicals, is waiting in the wings. Trump is ‘The Lawnmower Man’. For this reason, I and may others, may not have anything to say because he is altering reality at an incredible rate. We find little time to do things that used to amuse us. Why go to a movie, when you got a marathon thriller on T.V. – for free! Trump is a great teacher! All the lessons I have been blogging, now make sense in every blatant action he takes. He is Trump College. Learn how to be a Bohemian by opposing him at every turn. Fight fire, with fire!
“Hell no! We won’t go!”
“I’ve always felt that a lot of modern art is a con, and that the most successful painters are often better salesmen and promoters than they are artists.”
This is to say, artists are like Trump, rather then like other artists. Trump is the artist’s, artist. There can only be one winner – and one Trump! He is not going to let anyone -play! He owns all the toys. Trump is…….The Supreme Creator! He only pretended he was going to let his daughter in, let her steer the ship of state. Ivanka has a minor collection of New York Artists. I will be contacting her.
Rosamond was more than a Popular Artist. Her images of Beautiful Liberated Women, were Protest Posters that millions of women hung on the walls of their abodes. My heart stood still as I beheld my new muses long eyelashes. Here is Simone Rosamond. She told me she got them from her mother.
The Rose of the World is our Lady Liberty that stands in New York Harbor holding up a light for the whole world to see these words, her words……..The Mother of Exiles!
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Acknowledgments are also due to another member of the Brevoort family, Mrs. Robert Sedgwick, through whom have been secured excerpts from letters written by her grand- mother Margaret, who was the sister of Henry Brevoort and who became the wife of Pro- fessor James Renwick. Margaret Brevoort was a charming correspondent, and the Editor has been glad to utilize in his pages passages from these lively and characteristic letters. The publishers desire also to express their appreciation of Mrs. Sedgwick’s courtesy in PUBLISHERS’ NOTE placing at their service the portrait by Jarvis of Mrs. Renwick, now in the home of her great-granddaughter, Mrs. Sedgwick; and of Mr. Kane’s similar courtesy in regard to the portrait by Rembrandt Peale of Henry Brevoort. These portraits are now for the first time reproduced.
Many personages known to fame are present in the next letter, written June 24**^, 1813, at London, where Brevoort, accompanied by Peter Irving, had arrived a fortnight earlier. Distinguished women figure preponderantly in these pages. Brevoort meets Joanna Bailey and Miss Edgeworth; sees, at Drury Lane Theatre, the great Madame de Stael with her “very reverend black beard and fea- tures that correspond to it”; hears Mrs. Siddons read the whole play of Hamlet; describes Madame D’Arblay whose Evelina, now almost forgotten, vied in popularity with the works of her rival French novelists. His words concerning the sublimity of Mrs. Siddons’ art, when “the theatre echoed with sobs and shrieks and ‘Bravos,’” recall the emotional power of that supreme tragic ac- tress of England ; and this intense scene finds an amusing contrast in the following para-
They were one of the great romances of the 1960s. Pop art’s golden couple, even if silver was their signature color. Romeo and Juliet with kink. Andy Warhol and Edie Sedgwick. The two were opposites. Were, in fact, radically, diametrically, almost violently opposed. So how could the attraction between them have been other than irresistible? She was the beauty to his beast, the princess to his pauper, the exhibitionist to his voyeur. They were also, of course, opposite sexes, which should have made their pairing all the more inevitable, only it did, well, the opposite since he preferred the same. As impediments to heterosexual unions go, homosexual impulse is a biggie. Edie got around it, though, no problem because she intuited that Andy’s gayness was incidental. Fundamental was Andy’s narcissism. No, fundamental was Andy’s frustrated narcissism. He was the boy who didn’t like what he saw when he gazed into the pool, and thus was doomed, in a permanent state of unfulfilled desire. Edie’s method of seduction was to take her shoulder-length dark hair, chop it off, bleach it a metallic shade of blond so that it matched his wig, and dress herself in the striped boatnecked shirts that had become his uniform. In other words, to turn herself into the reflection of his dreams. At long last—oh, rapture! oh, ecstasy!—his self-love was requited.
Until it wasn’t. Andy and Edie’s mutual platinum obsession lasted not quite one calendar year. In 1965 she was his leading lady in 10 movies, give or take. (Andy couldn’t bring himself to be organized enough for a filmography un-rife with holes and question marks.) Their final official movie, Lupe, released more than half a century ago, in 1966, began when Andy offered writer Robert Heide a sole directive: “I want something where Edie commits suicide at the end.” This line, delivered in his usual uninflected, unemphatic tone, is chilling, something that the villain in a Hitchcock thriller, one of those immaculately amoral gentleman-monsters, might have said. Or it would be if there hadn’t been heat beneath the frost, a passion that smoldered before it burned, turned fatal.
On this day, October 4, 2017, I declare myself Official Caretaker and Honorary Member of the Brevoort Family – attached to fellow artist – James Renwick Brevoort! God speed!
For the reason the law firm of Robert Brevoort Buck sold the Rosamond name and artistic legacy to outsiders, then trashed our family reputation with alleged accounts of incest in order to make money, then it only fitting that James be employed to lift me up from the gutter, and exalt me as I exalt all Brevoorts – save one!
For the reason Sydney, Buck&Snyder rejoined Christine and Garth in a posthumous un-holy matrimony, so non-family folks can make money, I believe a legal precedent has been set, and a trendy tradition established that involves Grave Robbing and Womb Raiding. No family tree is sacred – and safe!
Let us title this Time Transfer ‘The Famous Rip Van Winkle Rip’. I am also assuming the name Van Trump who was born in Paris, just incase he is kin to our President whose middle name is John. I will contest his Will.
I am also carrying the school of Found, and Ready Made Art – that Duchamp made famous – to the next level. Ready Made Artists – is all the rave! These Creative Transfers are approved by the Nine Muses who are The Source of All Creativity. Help yourself! Why be yourself? The Hudson River School has been utterly abandoned. All their landscaped are mine to roam around in, now, and long after I am dead! Cyber Land Deeds are coming!
Note the cheap trick James employs in reflecting stuff off a body of water. He was a One Trick Pony. This is why he was doomed to obscurity – until I became him!
John Brevoort Van Trump
James Renwick Brevoort (July 20, 1832 – December 15, 1918) was an American artist known for his landscapes painted in the Hudson River School style. Brevoort was born in Yonkers, New York to a prosperous family with a history of involvement in the arts and architecture. He spent his childhood in what is now The Bronx, which in Brevoort’s time was mainly rural. Continuing in the family tradition, Brevoort initiated his study of architecture in 1850 with his cousin, James Renwick, Jr., designer of St. Patrick’s Cathedral, New York and the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, DC. He gained a certificate in architecture from New York University in 1854, but at some point in the 1850s his interest shifted to traditional painting. Brevoort exhibited his first work at the National Academy of Design in 1856 and was elected an associate member there in 1861.
Brevoort’s landscapes during the 1850s and 1860s exhibit the stylistic trademarks of the Hudson River School: scenic views of realism and detail, with an emphasis on light. His favorite subjects were the hills, fields, and rivers of Rockland and Westchester Counties in New York, and the Farmington River in Connecticut, though he did travel farther afield to capture the mountainous and coastal terrain of New England. A number of his paintings are much wider than tall, which allowed Brevoort to emphasize the more tranquil, horizontal aspects of a scene in the manner of the late Hudson River School. In 1861, Brevoort was elected into the National Academy of Design as an Associate member, and became a full member in 1863.
1873 marked a turning point in Brevoort’s career. Following the death of his first wife, he married Marie Louise Bascom, a talented artist and exhibitor at the National Academy School. He also auctioned off the entire contents of his studio—over 150 landscapes, including works he obtained from fellow artists Alexander Helwig Wyant, William Hart, Jervis McEntee and George Inness. Then Brevoort and his new wife left for Europe.
Brevoort based himself in Florence, Italy with other American artists, but traveled extensively through Europe. Like most artists of the time he avidly sketched the scenes and people he encountered, gathering material for new paintings. He also undoubtedly attended exhibitions of European artists. Brevoort may have been exposed to the Barbizon school of landscape during this period.
Returning to America in 1880 after his long absence, Brevoort’s style began to change. His works became darker and more loosely painted, with an emphasis on mood and shadow, in the spirit of the Barbizon school—an artistic evolution that mirrored the general trend in American art as the Hudson River School declined in popularity. He also painted in watercolor, a medium that his good friend and fellow artist Samuel Colman had championed in America.
Brevoort made his home in Yonkers, New York, and continued painting into the 1910s, having long since abandoned the Hudson River School style. He helped found the Yonkers Art Association in his final years. Brevoort died at home in 1918. Today, relative to other Hudson River School artists of his time, the works of James Renwick Brevoort are lesser-known. However, the combination of technical ability and artistry he exhibited at the height of his Hudson River School period have come to be regarded as among the finest examples in that phase of American landscape painting. Two major American museums, the Corcoran Gallery of Art in Washington, DC, and the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, acquired similar seascapes by Brevoort in 2003 and 2004, respectively, for their permanent collections. The Hudson River Museum in Yonkers, New York, owns an extensive collection of Brevoort’s paintings and drawings.