Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor is kin to John Fremont and Jessie Benton, who had a salon at Black Point. The three shooting stars over Vallejo and Oakland, signal the gathering of the Great Salon in order to meet the Devil Assault of Ron DeSantis who is a candidate for President. The Three Stars bid me to run for President – in Ernest – as Sheriff Three Stars!
Rosemond Wilding is a Spirit Muse and Time Traveler. She is the Star of the Bohemian Salons. Black Point will be the Bohemian Propaganda Headquarters For Pacfic Operations. ‘The Joan Crawford Hour’ was my first attempt to write detective stories.
John Presco a.k.a. Sheriff Three Stars
In Which We Serve received the full backing of the Ministry of Information, which offered advice on what would make good propaganda and facilitated the release of military personnel. The film is a classic example of wartime British cinema through its patriotic imagery of national unity and social cohesion within the context of the war.
Soaring Souls at Black Point
Posted on July 29, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press
The Republican Party, co-founded by John Fremont – who was the first Presidential candidate for this Abolitionist party – will be making the case THEY ARE NOT RACISTS! This is a ploy to overshadow the inquiry into the evidence the Republican party condones INSURECTIONISTS. This fake noise will allow millions of Evangelical Republicans to declare – THEY ARE NOT RACISTS. Nice try! This newspaper will – kick the slats from under this EVIL PLOY!
I am going to launch a more exciting campaign to become your next Republican President. My enemies, were delighted I announced I was running for President, because they needed proof I am insane to justify their abuse of me – and abuse me some more! Have we forgotten Trump got Covid – and survived? Did this give his followers a message that the Covid was no big deal, and, Democratic Liars are in league with Satan? Two-thirds of Republicans believe Trump won! Half of Americans – are not vaccinated! This is WHOLESALE INSANITY!
John Presco ‘Presidential Candidate’ a.k.a. ‘Sheriff Two Stars’
I Am Candidate For President Again | Rosamond Press
A new poll from The Associated Press-NORC Center for Public Affairs Research captures widespread unease among Republicans over everything from the direction of the country to the state of American democracy and, in particular, President Joe Biden. Just 15% approve of the way Biden is handling his job, and 66% continue to say the Democrat was illegitimately elected, a lie perpetuated by Trump that underscores his persistent grip on GOP voters.
Republicans have plenty of concern about their own party, too. Fewer than half of Republicans, 41%, say they are optimistic about the GOP’s future. Just 13% say they are “very” optimistic. And one third, 33%, say they are pessimistic.
AP-NORC poll: Many Republicans uneasy about party’s future (apnews.com)
We Will Soar At Black Point
Posted on February 19, 2017 by Royal Rosamond Press
Those with Free Spirits, who know how to be released, and soar, come to Black Point and Fort Mason. Here we will make a stand for Arts and Culture. Here the Nation of California will be born. The epicenter is here. We will put on a lightshow. They will see our light in the sky, and in the bay, playing with whales and dolphins. They will marvel.
Jessie Benton Fremont held a salon at Black Point. Mark Twain was a frequent guest. Rena gave me permission to install her in ‘The Muse Hall of Fame’. If not for the painting I did of Rena, Christine would never have married Garth Benton. I am the official Benton Historian. There is not other.
I just read Carrie Fisher predicted her own death, as did Mark Twain, and, allegedly my sister. Carrie was hired to do a screenplay about Christine. Debbie died the next day.
Jon ‘Master of the Rose’
Blunt said, Fisher also had a scary premonition.
“She put a cardboard cutout of herself as Leia outside my room, with her date of birth and date of death on her forehead,” he told the Times. “I’m trying to remember what the date was, because it was around now — and I remember thinking it was too soon.”
JOELY: I’ve been having an out-of-body experience. The world lost Carrie and Debbie, of course, but– and– and Princess Leia and we lost our hero. We lost– our mirror.”
The New York Times, August 10, 1924
MARK TWAIN’S FORMER HOME STILL REMAINS A LANDMARK
Famous Fifth Avenue House Will Be Preserved by Present Owner – Property in Same Family for Two Centuries – Irving Stayed There
By Howard A. Lamb
There is one landmark of Little Old New York that may still laugh at the assaults of time – and apartment house builders. It has been finally decided that the residence at 21 Fifth Avenue, corner of Ninth Street, of world-wide interest because it has been the home of both Washington Irving and Mark Twain, is not going to be torn down – not as long as the present owner, Edward Renwick Whittingham, lawyer, of 2 Rector Street, is alive, and he is still a very young man.
Sentiment is regarded as a rare thing these days, and getting rarer, especially along Fifth Avenue, but it is nothing else but sentiment and family pride that have made Mr. Whittingham cold to the entreaties of hotel and apartment house operators and resolved to make the quaint house his home as long as he lives.
Other old houses in the neighborhood are vanishing almost overnight to make room for towering apartment buildings, but there are enough left to give the Washington Square neighborhood an atmosphere of its own, and Mr. Whittingham would like to see it perpetuated.
Diagonally across the street from Mr. Whittingham’s property, for instance, is the house built by Henry Brevoort. On Feb. 24, 1840, the first masked ball ever given in New York was held there. It was marked by the elopement of Matilda Barclay, daughter of the British Consul, with a South Carolina youth – regarded as a great scandal in that day. The house is now owned by Mrs. George F. Baker Jr., herself a descendant of the Breevorts.
Adjacent to 21 Fifth Avenue is the old home of Dr. E. L. Partridge, with the line of the old Randall farm going through it, from which an underground passage used to lead to the Brevoort Hotel, the first hotel on Fifth Avenue. A block away is the former home of Charles A. Dana of The Sun.
Mr. Whittingham’s property, a part of the old Brevoort farm, has been longer in the hands of one family than any other in New York – 250 years. The young lawyer feels that it would be almost a sacrilege to let it go. He is unmarried, however, and is not occupying it at the present time.
The Brevoort farm belonged originally to Bastian Elliss, who received it Dec. 18, 1667, from Richard Nicolls, first English Governor of New York. It passed from Elliss to his son-in-law, John Hendrik Brevoort, in 1701, and has been in the Brevoort family ever since.
The original owner of the present house was James Renwick, great-grandfather of Mr. Whittingham, for thirty years head of the Natural Science Department of King’s College. He died in 1862. To the Renwick family belongs the honor of establishing the first line of regular sailing vessels between this country and England. William Renwick was interested with Alexander Hamilton and others in founding the Bank of New York in 1784.
Spare Room for Irving
Mrs. James Renwick was Margaret Ann Breevort, daughter of Hendrik Brevoort, the stubborn old Knickerbocker who “put the bend in Broadway” because he would not let it go through his cherry orchard. He also prevented the opening of Eleventh Street through his property because it would run too close to his house, which stood on the present site of Grace Church.
Professor Renwick was a close friend of Washington Irving. He traveled with Irving in England when Irving was writing “Bracebridge Hall,” and also accompanied him on trips over the Continent. It was because of this comradeship that Professor Renwick set aside the middle room on the second floor as a spare bedroom for the author of “Rip Van Winkle” to use whenever he came to town from his home at Sunnyside, up the Hudson.
James A. Renwick, Professor Renwick’s grandson, and his cousin, Mrs. Bessie Whittingham, held the property between them until last August, when Mrs. Whittingham’s son, Edward, obtained sole possession.
The apartment in the basement is now occupied by Dr. Robert H. Kahn, who moved into the building when Mark Twain and his family left, and for many years used the entire premises. He had known the Clemens family for years. At his country home he still keeps the orchestrelle with which Twain entertained himself in the Fifth Avenue house, playing Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony and other compositions of which he was fond.
The house itself, now almost a century old, was designed by the original owner’s son, James Renwick Jr., the architect who drew the plans for several churches n the same neighborhood – the Church of the Ascension, the First Presbyterian Church and Grace Church – as well as some of the buildings at Vassar College and the Smithsonian Institution. There is an ecclesiastical suggestion about the windows of the house, which are gracefully rounded at the top, and the rooms are of stately proportions. It was built shortly after the opening of Fifth Avenue, and was the first one on the block.
Mark Twain moved in during the Fall of 1904 and remained until the Summer of 1908, when he occupied Stormfield, just built for him at Redding, Conn. There he died April 21, 1910, aged 74.
Dictated in Bed
Albert Bigelow Paine, Twain’s biographer, lived in the house for a while to help carry on his work. Mark continued to indulge a weakness for doing his literary work in bed, dictating his biographical notes to Paine’s stenographer as he lay voluptuously under the blankets garbed in “a handsome silk dressing gown of rich Persian pattern, propped against the snowy pillows.”
Clemens was passionately fond of billiards, and when Mrs. H. H. Rogers presented him with a handsome billiard table he converted one of the bedrooms into a billiard room. With Paine he played the game at every opportunity. George Harvey and Peter Finley Dunne were occasional opponents, and Mr. and Mrs. Martin W. Littleton, who lived near by, came over for an occasional three-handed game in the evening. Littleton was then engaged in the defense of Harry Thaw, on trial for the murder of Stanford White, and used to entertain Clemens with interesting sidelights of the day’s developments in court.
Occasionally Clemens was the centre of interest at small dinners given at the Brevoort Hotel, a step from his own door, and his home became the meeting place of some of the shining literary lights of the day. To his dinners came, in addition to George Harvey and Peter Finley Dunne, William Dean Howells, Augustus Thomas, whose play, “The Witching Hour” was then at the height of its success, and Brander Matthews.
Mark Twain was a conspicuous figure in the Washington Square neighborhood. He was a man whose personality naturally dominated the crowd about him. The white suit he always wore and his bushy crown of silver hair would have attracted attention even if he were not famous for other things.
At times he went out for a stroll with General Dan Sickles, then in his eighties and handicapped by a wooden leg, who lived in a mansion across the street. He bought his cigars from Joe Isaacs, who died in New York this Summer. Isaacs kept his store in a corner of Alexander McClelland’s roadhouse at the southeast corner of Sixth Avenue and Eleventh Street, torn down in 1912. Here the braw Scot served fine old musty ale and mutton pies that won him a steady reputation for forty-two years.
Liked Cheap Cigars
McClelland’s was the resort of gentlemen, where men like Chester A. Arthur and William Travers Jerome, out for a cutter ride on a frosty night, might drop in for a nip of spiced rum. Even Theodore Roosevelt, then Police Commissioner and at grips with the saloon power, was obliged to tell “Old Aleck” – who is still hale and hearty, by the way – that he conducted a model drinking place.
Clemens’s taste ran to strong, black cigars, rather than to liquid refreshments, so that he seldom stopped at Aleck’s hospitable place. The cheaper the cigars the better he liked them, but he probably bought so many that Isaacs considered him a welcome customer. It must have been Clemens himself who remarked that he “smoked constantly, loathed exercise and had no other regularity of habits.” He often received presents of the most expensive imported cigars, but never smoked them. He handed them out to his friends and callers. Once he passed an English brier root pipe to Paine and said:
“I’d like to have you smoke that a year or two, and when it gets so you can’t stand it, maybe it will suite me.”
On pleasant days Mark Twain liked to stroll up Fifth Avenue, sometimes as far as he Carnegie home, on Ninety-second Street, and come back on the “electric stage,” from which he could enjoy the panorama while he smoked without interference. At time he turned at Fifty-ninth Street, rested at the Plaza Hotel or sat on a bench in Central Park.
On Sunday mornings he would time his return to se the crowds leaving the churches. He liked the throng. The homage of the multitude was dear to him, not because he loved adulation for its own sake, but because his heart was big enough to fully appreciate the tribute of a people’s affection.
Children Loved Him
“It was the most precious reward of his life, the final harvest,” says Paine, “and he had the courage to claim it.”
Children were as fond of Clemens as he was of them. Frequently on his walks he got no further than Madison Square Park, then the centre of a fine residence section, because the youngsters, sometimes accompanied by their nurses, would beg him to sit down on a bench and tell them stories. This he would do for an hour or two, reading from “Tom Sawyer” or “Huckleberry Finn” or making up tales as he went along. On of the little girls who loved to listen was Margaret McClelland, who is now grown up.
“As I remember Mr. Clemens,” she said the other day, ” he was a strange man, always alone, always thoughtful. We children adored him. The stories he told me became the subject of my dreams. One of them was about a bad little girl named Polly, and he would end it by saying, ‘Are you ever a naughty Polly?’ “
But in spite of brilliant dinners, hosts of friends, material prosperity and the love of people all over the world, the four years Mark Twin lived at 21 Fifth Avenue were some of the loneliest and most miserable of his life. The loss of his wife was an unconsolable sorrow. Bernard Shaw had linked him with Edgar Allan Poe as one of the two outstanding literary geniuses of America and had compared his works from a historical standpoint with those of Voltaire, but Clemens felt that he had accomplished little except to amuse people. He was submerged in a pessimistic philosophy and died a disappointed man.
The Fleming Collection and Bond St. Gallery
Posted on July 13, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press
What I have been putting together here is an Art Dynasty of people who share the same DNA, and are ‘Of The Art Blood’. Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, artists, Christine Rosamond and Garth Benton, along with the Fleming family, are in the same tree. Did I leave out the Getty family? How about the Rothschilds?
What really irks folks, is – I am dirt poor! Who do I think I am? Jesus had no money – and he founded a world religion! Now – I am mad! Whatever……..I am the Touchstone! The next two Bond movies – BELONG TO ME!
LOS ANGELES – The Getty and the Rothschild Foundation today announced the creation of the Getty Rothschild Fellowship, which will support innovative scholarship in the history of art, collecting, and conservation, using the collection and resources of both institutions. The fellowship offers art historians, museum professionals, or conservators the opportunity to research and study at both the Getty in Los Angeles and Waddesdon Manor in Buckinghamshire, England. The inaugural fellow is Dr. David Saunders, a foremost expert in the area of conservation science who will work on museum and gallery lighting during the fellowship.
“The Getty and the Rothschild Foundation hold similar values regarding the understanding and conservation of visual art around the world, and it is only appropriate that we would work together to support individuals who demonstrate these values through their research,” says Jim Cuno, president and CEO of the J. Paul Getty Trust. “We are pleased to award the inaugural Getty Rothschild Fellowship to Dr. Saunders, whose work in museum lighting has been of long-standing interest to the Getty Conservation Institute and the Getty Museum.”
Newport-on-Tay, Fife, Scotland
|Death:||May 20, 1917 (35)|
|Immediate Family:||Son of Robert Fleming and Sarah Kate Fleming|
Husband of Evelyn Beatrice Saint Croix Rose and a Fleming
Father of Peter Fleming; Ian Fleming; Michael Valentine Paul Fleming and Major Richard Evelyn Fleming
Brother of Philip Fleming and Dorothy Hermon-Hodge (Fleming)
|Added by:||James Borthwick on May 26, 2007|
|Managed by:||Tina and Michael Lawrence Rhodes|
The firm of Robert Fleming & Co., known as Flemings, was founded in Dundee, Scotland in 1873 by Robert Fleming, a successful manufacturer of jute fabrics used for sandbags in the American Civil War. The firm was originally formed as a series of investment trusts, pooling money from Scottish investors into overseas ventures, and later moved into merchant banking. In 1909 the firm moved its headquarters to London.
One of the most prestigious galleries of Scottish art, with a renowned private collection of Glasgow Boys and Scottish Colourists, is to close.
The Fleming Collection gallery in Mayfair, London, is to shut next year, and the Fleming-Wyfold Art Foundation, which runs it, is to pursue a new “museum without walls” strategy.
The collection comprises over 600 oils and watercolours from 1770 to the present day.
After the sale of the Fleming’s merchant bank in 2000, the Foundation was established by members of the Fleming family with the aim of “furthering the understanding and fame of Scottish art outside Scotland through exhibitions, education and publishing.”
James Knox, director of the Foundation, said: “From now on our collection will support and initiate exhibitions to expand the audience for Scottish art in the UK and overseas.
“Indeed, this process of cultural diplomacy has already begun with our loan of key paintings and contribution of art-historical advice to the first ever survey of Scottish art to be staged in France [at the Musee du chateau des ducs de Wurtenberg, Montbeliard].
Rory Fleming, chairman of the Foundation, said: “This is a great moment in the history of the Foundation, which will build on our track record of raising the profile and influence of Scottish art and creativity.”
The Fleming Collection dates back to 1968 when Flemings, the former merchant bank, moved into new offices in London.
As a celebration of the Scottish origins of the bank, founded by Robert Fleming in Dundee, the Board began to acquire works by Scottish artists.
The collection includes works dating from the 18th century, including paintings by Allan Ramsay and Henry Raeburn.
It also includes two seminal images of the Highland Clearances: Thomas Faed’s The Last of The Clan and John Watson Nicol’s Lochaber No More.
It also owns works by the Glasgow Boys, Scottish Colourists as well as later twentieth century masters, such as Anne Redpath and John Bellany.
When the bank was sold to J.P Morgan in 2000, the collection was purchased by members of the family and vested in the Fleming-Wyfold Art Foundation.
The Wyfold name was added to the name to commemorate the life of the last Lord Wyfold, a grandson of Robert Fleming
Cleopatra Rosemond Bond of 35 Bond Street
Posted on May 25, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press
Richard Burton was Ian Fleming’s first choice to play James Bond. Richard married my kin, Dame Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, whose father ran an art gallery at 35 Bond Street, that was named after Jame’s fictional ancestor. Roger Moor was in a movie with this famous married couple, separately. There is the term ‘Hollywood Royalty’ that is now applicable to Meghan Markle, who was granted a coat of arms. The Bond name is a real name in the Peerage. The sons of Princess Diana ‘England’s Rose’ are assuming real roles in worldly affairs, and thus the time of them being merely figureheads, is coming to an end. What I suggest, is, that James Bond movies and book, can play a big role in making this world a better place to live.
I awoke this morning from a dream. I was James Bond (somewhat) and I was writing myself a check. It was for an emergency, just incase I got hurt and suffered from memory loss. It would pay for my hospital bill, a hotel room, and dinner at a fine restruant. Is $10,000 enough? How about $50,000? Is the sky the limit?
I did not want to get rid of the idea for a Female Bond. Who would be my model? Who would understand? Who would get behind my cause? Who would not give me all this grief? Then, she came to me. My Savior. My kindred………Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor!
I got up and looked at Richard Burton who is in my family tree. Ian Fleming wanted him to be the first James Bond. I then looked at the paintings and drawings of Augustus John, that Francis Taylor and Liz owned. John had a daughter, Amaryllis, who was the mother of Ian Flaming. Elizabeth Taylor’s father had a art gallery at 35 Old Bond Street that was named after Sir Thomas Bond that is the ancestor of James Bond. Liz and Richard are in the Getty family tree, and we are kin to Talkitha Getty.
Caspar John is in my rosy family tree. He was a Sea Lord, and half-brother of Poppet Pol (John) There is no doubt that Rena’s late husband, Commander Sir Ian Easton, and John, knew each other. Tabitha Getty is Caspar’s second-niece. She was a Bohemian fashion model, and step-mother of John Paul, who was abducted. John is the subject of a movie and television series titled ‘Trust’. Why are these knighted men marrying beautiful American women? May I dare wonder?
Rena was the muse of my late, Christine Rosamond, and I. This is the love story of our time. The children born at the end of the World War were given a special mission. Rena and I were destined to meet – and part – so our spirits can rescue Britain from her enemies. Britannia rules the waves! Like Phoenix Birds…………..We will rise from the ashes?
Sotheby’s is located at 35 Bond Street. Is it on the same building that Francis Taylor had his art gallery? Did Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor ever go into this gallery? Today, there is a statue of Sekhmet above the door. She is The Guardian. She is the Daughter of God Ra!
On this day, May 25, 2018 at 9:00 A.M. PST…….Cleopatra Rosemond Bond…..is born! She will be called ‘Cleo Bond’. Cleopatra ‘Rose of the World’.
I bury Victoria Bond, and dismiss Lara Roozemond as the model of my Bond Woman. However, she might be my model for Cleo’s arch rival.
I FOUND a incredible connection that already existed. It lie there, dead, waiting for The Heir to come along – and resurrect the Rose-Bond Lineage. I am a immortal! I am in the cat-bird-seat. I have been given a blank check – from beyond the grave! There is a great battle brewing on the horizon! I am with ‘The Champions’! When I get my first royalty check, I’m moving to Bond Street. I want to open a Art Gallery on Bond Street, called –
‘The John Gallery’
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Artist Augustus John auction by Elizabeth Taylor. See Tamara Cohen story.
- Hereinafter cited as The Complete Baronetage.
Marie de la Garde Peliot1
F, #171980, d. circa August 1696
Last Edited=20 Feb 2007
Marie de la Garde Peliot was the daughter of Charles Peliot, Sieur de la Garde.1 She married Sir Thomas Bond, 1st Bt., son of Thomas Bond and Catharine Osbaldeston.1 She died circa August 1696 at Hengrave, Suffolk, EnglandG.1 She was buried on 12 August 1696 at Westminster Abbey, Westminster, London, EnglandG.1 Her will (dated 9 August 1695) was proven (by probate) on 20 August 1696.1
Her married name became Bond.1
Children of Marie de la Garde Peliot and Sir Thomas Bond, 1st Bt.
- Mary Bond+1
- Sir Henry Bond, 2nd Bt.+1 d. bt 22 Aug 1721 – 31 Dec 1721
- Thomas Bond+1
- http://www.thepeerage.com/p17199.htm#i171987Sir Charles Bond, 4th Bt. was born posthumously in December 1734.1 He was the son of Sir Thomas Bond, 3rd Bt. and Dorothea Wynne.1 He died on 22 June 1767 at age 32 at Beaumaris, Anglesey, WalesG, unmarried.1
He succeeded as the 4th Baronet Bond [E., 1658] in December 1734.1
On his death, his death became possibly extinct, or at least, dormant.1
London’s famous Bond Street is revered throughout the world for its wealth of elegant stores, exclusive brands, designer fashion, luxury goods, fine jewels, art and antiques. Set in the heart of historic Mayfair, in London’s popular West End, Bond Street has become a haven for gracious living.
Since its foundation in 1700, Bond Street has been a playground for society’s wealthiest, most stylish and influential people. Past residents of the street have included Admiral Horatio Nelson and Lady Emma Hamilton as well as a number of renowned authors and poets. Today over 300 years on, Bond Street remains a much-loved destination for celebrities, socialites and the international jet set.
Home to some of the world’s most prestigious retailers including Asprey, Bulgari, Burberry, Chanel, Cartier, Dolce Gabbana, Hermès, Jimmy Choo, Louis Vuitton, Mulberry, Ralph Lauren and Tiffany Co. Bond Street offers an unrivalled mix of history, traditional elegance and modern luxury.
Bond Street and its surrounding area boasts a impressive number of Royal Warranties and is home to some of the world’s most individual and unique hotels and restaurants, including Claridge’s and The Ritz, as well fine establishments such as The Royal Academy of Art and the world famous auction house, Sotheby’s.
Elizabeth grew up with an understanding and appreciation for fine art. Her father, Francis Taylor, was an art dealer with a gallery located at 35 Old Bond Street in London. He learned the business under the tutelage of his uncle, Howard Young. After relocating with his family to sunny California during the war, Francis opened an art gallery at the Château Elysée, but quickly relocated it to the more impressive Beverly Hills Hotel. It was at that location that such celebrities as Howard Duff, Vincent Price, James Mason, Alan Ladd, Hedda Hopper, and Greta Garbo could be found selecting art for their own collections. Francis Taylor was also a trendsetter; responsible for the popularity of Augustus John in the United States. Francis, who had a keen eye, asked John if he could buy some of the paintings John had discarded. John felt they weren’t good enough to sell, and gave them to Francis free of charge. They were sold back at the art gallery in the States, where Augustus John paintings would be sold exclusively for many years. Francis would soon find an art connoisseur in his daughter, Elizabeth, who would amass one of the great private collections of Impressionist art in America.