The rock group LOVE is mentioned in the article about The Who album ‘The Who Sell Out’. This ties so much together like in a fishing net. I proposed a movie, play, book about James Bond in La La Land. James lives next door to Love. Bond is a British Icon. Liz Taylor was a British subject. Her brother started a hippie commune. Tommy’s Camp is on Broadway. Kesey and The Pranksters took Further to England in search of Merlin. Tommy is a Grail Story……and on and on it goes. The Amazing Journey has crossed the Great Water.
Above is a pic of Bryan McLean (far left) with The Byrd’s and their t. Bryan was their Roadie but could not go to England with the band because he was seventeen. Bryan wanted to be a Beatle and was sure thy would meet. Bryan is not in his body, and exudes disappointment. Life is unfair. I believe this ic was taken about the time Bryan and my sister Christine were lover. Bryan dies young, and would be amazed to know Love has had a resurgence. This is why the author of the article on The Who mentions them.
In the other pic you see (from left to right) Keith Purvis, Tim O’Connor, Peter Shapiro, and John Presco crossing a bridge in Venice California, where I rescued Rena Easton. We four lived in a Victoria house in Oakland with The Loading Zone.
Two years ago I was talking with Christine Wandel about our past, and she talked about meeting Peter in Oakland, then going to Boston to meet each other parents. They were an item and grew up in Boston. I told Christine I would like to write a story about them and see if I can get it published in the New York Magazine. I told Peter my idea, and he brought up Christine’s leaky roof. For the next two years we texted back and forth our ideas for a musical. To learn Tommy is now on Broadway, and learn The Who considered their album “Pop Art” – propels a typical rock and roll story into ….
The World of Art…..and the World of Religion
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press ‘A Newspaper For The Arts’
The cast of the Goodman Theatre production of “Tommy” (Photo: Liz Lauren)
The Who’s Tommy will return to Broadway in spring 2024. The musical revival will begin performances on March 8, 2024, ahead of an official opening of March 28 at the Nederlander Theatre. The production will mark a transfer of the 2023 Jeff Award-winning mounting from Chicago’s Goodman Theatre.
As a working unit too, as 1967 wore on The Who were moving away from standard convention. They’d flown to America for the first time that March, making their live debut on an old-school Murray The K theatre bill in New York. By mid-June they were sharing a stage with Jimi Hendrix, the Grateful Dead and Janis Joplin on the closing night of Monterey.
The contrast was stark – from jostling for position with comedy troupes and novelty acts on the East Coast, to being at the epicentre of the psychedelic youthquake out West. Acid had replaced pills as the drug of choice. And while The Who were never likely to align themselves to the hippie scene or its attendant paraphernalia, Townshend was keen to experiment with LSD.
His brief flirtation ended after a particularly terrifying trip in which he underwent an out-of-body experience on the flight home from Monterey. Other, more meaningful factors played into Townshend’s development as an artist, not least a burgeoning interest in spirituality.
“At that time I was starting to get interested in [Indian spiritual master] Meher Baba,” he says. “I was starting to get interested in metaphysical ideas and meditation, the kind of stuff that The Beatles had been doing, and hanging out with Brian Jones, who’d met the Maharishi. It was an exciting time.”
The Who onstage at Monterey Pop Festival, June 18, 1967 (Image credit: Getty Images)
Across the Atlantic, Love paraded the exquisite Forever Changes, while Jefferson Airplane’s Surrealistic Pillow included the counterculture’s defining hymn to turning on, tuning in and dropping out, White Rabbit. The Who seemed like dissidents by comparison.
John and his friend—and Rosamond’s eventual lover—Bryan MacLean were the school artists at University High School in West Los Angeles. Bryan became a roadie for the Byrds when he was seventeen and would later play with the rock group ‘Love’. Bryan’s father was an architect for the stars, and had designed Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor’s home. Through him, Bryan knew the Hollywood crowd. In 1964, Rosamond accompanied her brother and Bryan on the Monday Night Art Walks on La Cienaga Boulevard, during which Rosamond learned much about art and galleries.
Taylor Camp was a small settlement established in the spring of 1969 on the island of Kauai, Hawaii. It covered an area of 7 acres (2.8 ha) and at its peak it had a population of 120.[1] It began with thirteen hippies seeking refuge from the ongoing campus riots and police brutality in the United States.[2] They were arrested for vagrancy but Howard Taylor, brother of movie star Elizabeth, bailed them out of jail and invited them to settle on a beachfront property he owned.[3]Eduardo Malapit prosecuted the original Taylor campers;[4] later as mayor, he campaigned to shut down the camp.[5]
John and his friend—and Rosamond’s eventual lover—Bryan MacLean were the school artists at University High School in West Los Angeles. Bryan became a roadie for the Byrds when he was seventeen and would later play with the rock group ‘Love’. Bryan’s father was an architect for the stars, and had designed Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor’s home. Through him, Bryan knew the Hollywood crowd. In 1964, Rosamond accompanied her brother and Bryan on the Monday Night Art Walks on La Cienaga Boulevard, during which Rosamond learned much about art and galleries.
On this day, March 22, 2022, I take charge of the Cosmic-Rock History of the Whiteaker where I lived and had a art studio in 1988. Above is a photo of my friend, Bryan MacLean with the members of ‘The Byrds’. He was their roadie.
Bryan MacLean was my good friend in school, and after we dropped out from University High School in Westwood. Bryan dated Christine for several months. The three of us would attend the Monday Night Art Walk on La Cienaga where Andy Warhol had one of his first shows. Our kin, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor was Andy’s Muse, and our cousin, who asked George MacLean to be the Godfather of her son, Christopher Wilding. George designed Liz’s home where Bryan learned to swim. I did not inform any member of my family we were kin to Liz, because I found out – after my minor child was lured away from me. In truth, she was kidnapped under California Law. I was engaged to get married to Patrice Hanson when she decided she wanted Heather Hanson to be in Tom Snyder’s biography of Christine Rosamond Benton. Tom is a ghost writer hired by Stacey Pierrot, who was sold my families Creative and Artistic Legacy by executor, Sydney Morris, a partner of Robert Brevoort Buck. I opposed this sale, and wanted to keep our legacy that I began – in the family.
Bryan and I sat next to each other in an art class. He watched me paint a watercolor of the Jack London Square Produce Market that was chosen to tour the world in a Red Cross show. Bryan drew Surfer Bunnies, cute surfer girls. One had freckles like he did. I pointed out he did a female version of himself. He retaliated by calling me..
“The painter of trucks!”
Bryan played rhythm guitar for the group ‘Love’ and sang at my wedding. I married Mary Ann Tharaldsen, who lived with Thomas Pynchon. Mary Ann was an artist. There were now three artists in my family. There were four artists in John’s family tree. Ian Fleming is connected. Caspar John was a Sea Lord. That Victor Cazalet was Liz’s Godfather, who visited this Movie Goddess at the house the John family lived in, renders this combined family – National Monuments of two nations. We are related to the Getty Family, who were Anglophiles.
I am going to apply for a grant from the Getty and Melon Foundation. I need help putting this amazing cultural history together, for, we are coming into our own due to the threats from China and Russia. A New Cold War has been launched. I identify Bohemian Writers and Artists as the Main Target of Tyranny. As fate would have it, there is no finer Creative Family than this, that can not only provide good reasons for us to fight, but, can inspire – fighters!
Our kin, Carrie Fisher played Princess Leia in Star Wars – that takes place in the future! You are looking at the roots of Jedi Warriors. Dame Elizabeth Rosemond – has risen – so that she can lead two Nations in Cultural Warfare. This Rose is proof…..we have the right stuff!
Miss Taylor has decided to sell them through small auction house Chiswick Auctions in West London.
The company’s art consultant Jan Leman was approached by Californian businessman Christopher Wilding – Miss Taylor’s son from her second marriage to actor Michael Wilding.
In an email to the Daily Mail, Mr Wilding said he believes his mother met John when she was six or seven.
Francis Taylor exclusively represented the Welsh painter Augustus John in America, a relationship that had developed when the Taylor family moved into John’s former house in Hampstead, where Elizabeth was born in 1932. The Christie’s sale includes 21 works by John, including Portrait of Poppet in Black Hat, which Elizabeth inherited from her father and, says Bertazzoni, “cherished all her life”.
The Russian military has practiced firing missiles into the Black Sea as vessels of the U.S. Navy and allied and partnered forces entered the strategic waters to conduct joint drills.
“In the course of the exercise, the servicemen practiced the algorithm of measures to deliver missile strikes against a simulated enemy’s warship by electronic launches,” the ministry added.
The training came shortly after the Russian Ministry of Defense announced it was tracking the movements of warships of the United Kingdom and the Netherlands as they joined the U.S. Navy’s Arleigh Burke-class guided-missile destroyer USS Laboon and other vessels positioned in the Black Sea for Exercise Sea Breeze 2021. This year’s installation of the annual training, led by the U.S. and Ukraine, was set to feature its largest multinational gathering yet.
Early in 1901, John married Ida Nettleship (1877–1907), daughter of the artist John Trivett Nettleship, and a fellow student at the Slade; the couple had five sons.[2] From 1905 until her death in 1907 Ida lived in Paris with John’s mistress Dorothy “Dorelia” McNeill; a Bohemian style icon, she lived with John for the rest of their lives, having four children together, though they never married.[27] One of his sons (by his wife Ida) was the prominent British Admiral and First Sea Lord Sir Caspar John. His daughter with Dorelia, Vivien John (1915–1994), was a notable painter.[28]
By Ian Fleming‘s widowed mother, Evelyn Ste Croix Fleming, née Rose, he had a daughter, Amaryllis Fleming (1925–1999), who became a noted cellist. Another of his sons, by Mavis de Vere Cole, wife of the prankster Horace de Vere Cole, is the television director Tristan de Vere Cole. His son Romilly (1906–1986) was in the RAF, briefly a civil servant, then a poet, author and an amateur physicist. Poppet (1912–1997), John’s daughter by Dorothy, married the Dutch painter Willem Jilts Pol (1905–1988). Willem Pol’s daughter Talitha (1940–1971) by an earlier marriage (i.e. step-granddaughter of both Augustus and Dorothy), a fashion icon of 1960s London, married John Paul Getty Jr.. His daughter Gwyneth Johnstone (1915–2010), by musician Nora Brownsword, was an artist.[29] Augustus John’s promiscuity gave rise to rumours that he had fathered as many as 100 children.[30]
Irving Blum, Ferus Gallery director, during Andy Warhol’s first-ever commercial gallery exhibit in July 1962 at 723 N. La Cienega Blvd. (in the unincorporated West Hollywood community). (Photo by William Claxton. Courtesy of Demont Photo Management LLC)
Art historians say that Los Angeles came of age as an art city by the early 1960s. As proof, they point to quintessential New York artist Andy Warhol – because the first one-man exhibition anywhere of his pop art paintings was July, 9, 1962 at a gallery on the edge of the unincorporated community of West Hollywood.
Warhol unveiled all 32 “Campbell Soup Cans” paintings that day at Ferus Gallery, located at 723 N. La Cienega Blvd. The exhibition confirmed that a considerable shift in the cultural landscape was well underway from East Coast angst to West Coast cool. Ferus was an upstart gallery, the first in the Los Angeles area to exclusively feature modern art.
“Ferus injected energy into the scene with Andy Warhol’s first-ever solo show,” the Los Angeles Times said. “Warhol’s appearance helped galvanize a sense that Los Angeles – a new city, steeped in popular culture and shiny materials like plastic – could become a pop art capital.”
Alas my old High School chum has his musical ready for market. I wrote him about my musical inspired by Belle Burch, and Jeff Holiday, who invented this yarn about the Whitaker Neighborhood Committee that the Pasternaks revived in 1987.
the rough streets of Hollywood are nothing compared to the music business
Twenty songs, written by Grammy nominated songwriter Jeff Pasternak, drive this tongue-in-cheek musical of a young, talented musician’s search for stardom. THE HOLLYWOOD SURVIVOR is a magical ride with a cast of eclectic characters, and full of twists and turns every step of the way.
A whimsical, supernatural tale of a young songwriter pursuing his dream, breaking away from his wealthy family only to learn the guarded secret tearing the family apart. The songs will keep you rocking, laughing, and crying on a beautiful, emotional ride. A unique happy ending with a twist allows the audience to draw their own conclusion for the future of THE HOLLYWOOD SURVIVOR
The infamous Eugene Anarchists take over Ken Kesey Square using the homeless as human shields. Zane Kesey appears before the Eugene City Council to complain about the trashing of his father’s statue that he can’t even approach due to the pit bulls many homeless people have acquired to shield them, make them feel safe. The Hippie and Deadhead movement has lost their way. Nancy, of yogurt fame, knows some action is needed, or, the Emerald Valley and the Dead tradition is lost. Nancy gives her childhood friend a call. She read in the New Yorker Magazine that Berkeley Bill Bolagard has alas published his novel ‘The Gideon Computer’ that he began in 1986 when she suggested at the creamery, that Bill author of the History of the Hippies. Bill was there, at the first Acid Tests, and the Tribute To Doctor Strange. Being homeless, The Loading Zone gave him a place to live in Oakland. Nancy and Zane hold a pow-wow with the Elders of the Country Fair. A greeting committee awaits the arrival of Mr. Bolagard at the Eugene station. Unbeknownst to them, Alleycat is on the same train. The two opposing greeting folks, face off for our first dance and song number…..They have one thing in common, they are fed up with being treated this way. And, they got their old timers who know that tune, and, its – a Guitar and Banjo Duel!
Dottie Witherspoon and I went to Meher Baba’s home in Myrtle Beach South Carolina in 1971. We then moved to California and lived in Alameda. Dottie took our Blue Tick hound born on the Fourth of July, and went to live on the Lighthouse Ranch with some Jesus Freaks. We named our dog Benjamin after Franklin.
Three months later I get a long letter from Dottie inviting me to come live on the ranch and accept Jesus as my Lord and Savior.
“No thanks!”
There are two things in life I swore I would never do:
1. Go down South 2. Become a Christian
Dottie did her best to corrupt me – after I rescued her and her cat from a Satanist. That’s us up in tree in a park in Boston where we lived.
When Dottie got me down South, I met her father, an ex-marine drill sergeant who buckled over in pain when he beheld this long-haired hippie freak who looked like Jesus. His youngest daughter had crucifed him, but, he kept his peace. However, being a mind reader, I heard this, prayer;
“Oh Lord daughter, don’t tell me you married this – cave man!”
No soner were we on the plane, then Mr. Witherspoon had the Sheriff of Greenville put my name in the cop files. Unfortunately he got my cousin I never met with a rap sheet as long as a coon’s tail – which he sent to Dottie in California with a note;
“Whatever you do, don’t show this letter to Greg. Do not open it in his presence.”
Once open, Dottie read;
You must get away from him – now! Greg’s a dangerous felon who served time for rape……..ect.ect.”
The movie Sweet Home Alabama was a fictional movie. This is the real McCoy! Our movie – never ends!
Jon Gregory Presco the Nazarite
Copyright 2012
Gospel Outreach (Humboldt)From Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaJump to: navigation, search Gospel Outreach was a Christian Church which emerged in Northern California in 1970 as part of the Jesus movement.[1] It was originally located at Table Bluff, in Humboldt County, California, 4.5 miles (7.2 km) south of Fields Landing, at an elevation of 318 feet (97 m) on a bluff adjacent to the Pacific Ocean.[2] The local movement still exists with a school and Church in Eureka, California which was completed in 2009.[3]
1951 view of Coast Guard Station that became “The Lighthouse Ranch” before most of buildings were razed, leaving the signal building. The lighthouse itself was moved to Eureka’s Woodley Island Marina in the 1980’s.Contents [hide]
[edit] Lighthouse RanchDuring the 1960s, members of the hippie counterculture sought to live a simple life, and many were drawn to areas away from large cities where they sought to get back to the land. “Lighthouse Ranch” was an abandoned Coast Guard station, 11 miles south of Eureka, California, situated on the hippie trail that then extended along the west coast of California.[citation needed] The ranch was acquired by real estate agent and pastor, Jim Durkin who purchased 8 acres (32,000 m2) of the surplus Coast Guard property from Norman Kenneth Smith, an evangelical minister, in 1970.[citation needed] Renamed “Lighthouse Ranch” it became a stop over for young adults seeking spiritual direction.[citation needed] Young travelers visited, some stayed, building alternative dwellings such as geodesic domes out of wood, and working the land.[citation needed]
The ranch was subsequently owned by Sabine Ball a German evangelist and manager of social projects who,[4] in later years of her life, returned to her roots in Dresden, Germany as a Christian evangelist.[5]
With the discovery of Galatians 3 I am looking at Elizbeth Rosemond Taylor as being the The Wealthy Star of Prosperity Gospel, and with the fall of Traitor Trump as the Gentile King of Abraham, I now anoint John Warner the ideal Republican Model – for all time. John was married to Catherine. Melon, one of the wealthiest families in the world, and renowned Patron of the Arts. I am in their family tree, and the Getty family tree due to the marriages of my cousin, and her son.
I will be posting on the Galatians and the advent of a True Democracy that came under attack in Israel by Netanyahu and high ranking Orthodox rabbis. We the People need to know if the God of the Jews, and His Son, helped found our Democracy. There is a meeting in Munich. These rabbis need to condemn Putin’s invasion of Ukraine, and the death of . Navalny. These rabbis must distant themselves from Donald Trump who was just found guilty of massive fraud in New York City where a million Jews live. Setting a very good example used to be the history of the Jews – and their God!
John Warner was the first to be handed the National Intelligence Distinguished Public Service Medal. I doubt there would have been a Israeli Intelligence failure on his watch. Trump will never recieve this honor – unless he pins it on himself as the next President. God forbid!
After he gets back from a trip across the pond, the former senator from Virginia will be John Warner, Knight Commander of the Most Excellent Order of the British Empire. Warner is scheduled to be knighted by Queen Elizabeth II in a ceremony at Buckingham Palace, the Washington Post reports.
Warner is one of a handful of foreigners to receive this honor. Others include Rudy Giuliani, Steven Spielberg, and Bono. Alas, his status has its drawbacks: As an American, the 82-year old Warner cannot be called “sir.”
“I am particularly pleased that we honor him as he steps down from Senate service,” said British Ambassador Sir Nigel Sheinwald in a statement announcing Warner’s knighthood. “On behalf of the British Government, I pay tribute to his extraordinary commitment to American national security, to the NATO alliance and the special relationship between our two countries.”
Warner, who the Post reports is something of an anglophile, has family connections to the monarchy. An ancestor, Alexander Stuart, was clerk of the works during the construction of Balmoral Castle, a favorite summertime retreat for the royal family.
“My wife Jeanne, who was born in London, and I both share direct ancestral lineage to the United Kingdom, and we quietly reflect on how our parents would have such joy in their hearts with this recognition,” Warner said in a statement.
The honor is an acknowledgement of the role that Warner played in strengthening the alliance between the United States and the United Kingdom, particularly in the realm of defense. In the Senate, Warner served on the Armed Services Committee for 30 years, eventually becoming its chair.
Senator Warner strengthened ties between the two countries in another important regard. In 1976, as head of the American Revolution Bicentennial Administration, Warner helped persuade the British government to allow the display of the original Magna Carta in the Capitol Rotunda in celebration of the United States’ 200th anniversary.
Warner, a Republican, was in the Senate from 1979-2009. He supported the Iraq War but broke with his party over issues such as federal support for embryonic stem cell research and gun control.
The terms “Galatians” came to be used by the Greeks for the three Celtic peoples of Anatolia: the Tectosages, the Trocmii, and the Tolistobogii.[2][3] By the 1st century BC, the Celts had become so Hellenized that some Greek writers called them Hellenogalatai (Ἑλληνογαλάται).[4][5] The Romans called them Gallograeci.[5] Though the Celts had, to a large extent, integrated into Hellenistic Asia Minor, they preserved their linguistic and ethnic identity.[2]
Warner was Taylor’s sixth and second to last husband, and after the death of Larry Fortensky in 2016, Warner was the last surviving of Taylor’s seven husbands.
Many of the evangelical leaders that surround Trump are proponents of the prosperity gospel
The prosperity gospel tended to ebb and flow in accordance with wider cultural trends — it flourished in the postwar boom of the 1950s, and then again (unsurprisingly) in the no less ostentatious ‘80s, when big hair and big money alike were in. Yet despite the catastrophic fall of some of the most prominent proponents of the gospel — Jim Bakker, for example, spent years in prison for fraud — the movement has persisted well into the present day. Perhaps no less unsurprisingly, two of its major proponents — Paula White and Wayne T. Jackson — were among the six faith leaders invited to pray with Donald Trump at his inauguration.
Certainly Trump is, in some sense, a product of that mentality. In a recent op-ed in The New York Times, theology professor Anthea Butler argued that Donald Trump and Joel Osteen were “mirrors” of one another:
Both enjoy enormous support among evangelicals, yet they lack a command of biblical scripture. Both are among the 1 percent … Mr. Trump’s and Mr. Osteen’s brands are rooted in success, not Scripture. Believers in prosperity like winners. Hurricanes and catastrophic floods do not provide the winning narratives crucial to keep adherents chained to prosperity gospel thinking. That is why it is easy for both men to issue platitudes devoid of empathy during natural disasters.
Peter Shapiro and I lived together in two Victorians in the Bay Area. We lived on 13th. Street near downtown Oakland, and a home in East Oakland where I did a painting of Rena Easton in 1971. When my friend, Bryan Maclean, of ‘Love’ died in 1998, I lamented the loss of the three artists God put in this world to accompany me and my gifts. Bryan and I had been the resident artist at University High is West Los Angeles in 1963 – 1964. Marilyn Reed and I created a Beatnik scene, and I drew her at a tea house we found on Sawtell. This became the New Balladeer where Bryan played with his friend, David Crosby. Bryan was also good friends of a Venice Beat named, Sky, who was murdered by my second girlfriend’s father who belonged to the Purple Gang. Bryan dated my sister, who in 1972 became the world famous artist ‘Rosamond’.
Marilyn is still a good friend of Jazz great, Les McCann. After we broke up she went with Jeff Pasternak to France on a ocean liner. Here she is having dinner with Jeff onboard. Jeff founded a rock group ‘The Mustard Greens’ that played at the Whiskey A Go-Go, where he met ‘The Doors’ that he tried to get in his father’s movie.
“Bryan started playing guitar in 1963/64. He got a job at the Balladeer before it changed its name to the Troubadour Club, playing back-up blues guitar. It was here he met the pre Byrds Jet Set while dating Jackie De Shannon and he became ‘fast friends’ with David Crosby. He moved away from home and by early 1965 he became road manager for the Byrds on their first Californian tour with the Rolling Stones.”
Bryan was a roadie for the Byrds when he was seventeen. We were both on the brink of dropping out of high school that we had outgrown. Bryan told me he was going to got on tour with the Byrds in Europe, but because he was underage, then did not take him. Bryan went to live with the Beat Artist, Vito Paulekas
In 1966 I went with my friend Nancy Van Brasch to see ‘Love’ at the Filmore. Instead of inviting us back stage, he came out into the audience to see me. He was fucked-up, and embarrassed when I noticed. He had dabbled in heroin in Venice where he hung with the Beats. I would read he had a freak-out and broke a big window.
Nancy and I lived in a famous commune in SF, and she dated Stanley Augustus Owsely. Christine Rosamond came to live with us, and she went on a date with Nick Sands. I later got to know members of ‘The Brotherhood of Eternal Love’ who bought me art supplies. I was the Artist in Residence when I lived with ‘The Loading Zone’.
Peter Shapiro, was the founder of the Acid Rock Group ‘The Marbles’ who played at ‘The Tribute to Doctor Strange’ the Longshoreman’s Hall in 1965. A thousand original hippies were there. That is Peter on a bridge in Venice California with Keith Purvis, Tim O’Connor and his girlfriend, and myself. Tim was in love with Christine, who was Keith’s lover, who was Christine Wandel’s lover, who was Peter’s lover, and whom became my lover in 1967. Christine is currently the lover of the New York Artist, Stefan Eins, the founded of Fashion Modem that resembles the Berkeley Experimental Arts Foundation, who are The Open Theatre that presented the Loading Zone and Big Brother and the Holding Company.
Keith was the lover of Berry Zorthian, the daughter of the artist, Jirayr Zorthian, who was titled ‘The Last Bohemian’. He was influenced by the artist Thomas Hart Benton, whose cousin, Garth Benton, married my late sister, the world-famous artist known as Rosamond. Christine Rosamond Benton lived in the ‘Idles Hands’ commune in San Francisco along with the Zorthian Sisters, and Nancy Hamren, a good friend of the Kesey family. Betty Williams-Zorntian paid the rent. That is Betty playing the guitar to her children. In 1965, when I was eighteen, I dropped acid at Betty’s home in Pasadena, and the Zorthian Ramch.
Here is the testimonial of Alessandra Hart who co-founded BEAF:
“A small group of our friends decided to create the Berkeley Experimental Arts Foundation and we rented a space on College Avenue in Berkeley which we made into a theater, calling it Open Theater & Gallery. Pop Art was just coming in, Andy Warhol was experimenting with it on the East Coast. We opened with a pop art exhibit and a theater piece my husband, Roland Jacopetti, wrote.”
The Loading Zone played at the event these artists and filmmakers put on at the Open Theatre. Here is the missing link between artists and Psychedelic Music that was an intended to be a sideshow to a multimedia happening aimed at expanding your mind, with, or without LSD. We are talking about ART, that would soon be pushed aside, put on the back-burner while The People got it, that they were Art Pieces, living sculptures on a new and very fluid stage. The Muse was everywhere, and in, everyone. No one wanted to look at art anymore and grove on the artist, his or her………..TRIP! Five hundred people were now living galleries with ten million paintings flashing inside their minds every second. There were light shows put on by The Family Dog whose member, Luria Castell, was the first manager of the Zone.
Christine Wandel has become the Muse of Stefan Eins. Christine, Marilyn, Peter, Jeff, and myself all read ‘Autobiography of a Yogi’. Marilyn, Jeff, and myself, lived in the Whiteaker Neighborhood, who block party is two days away. I had a studio and gallery on Blair in 1987.
The Open Theater, at 2976 College, was a venue for “Happenings” that would now be called Performance Art. The directors were a Berkeley Drama School dropout named Ben Jacopetti and his wife Rain. Among their innovations were a light show that featured significant (if arty) nudity. When the performers auditioned for Tom “Big Daddy” Donahue’s psychedelic nightclub Mother’s on Broadway (home of Carol Doda and numerous topless clubs), Donahue rejected the show for having too much nudity.
The Open Theater seemed to be only open for a year or 18 months, but it was an important part of the scene, as the Open Theater was a big part of the Bay Area underground prior to the Fillmore. Berkeley comedy duo The Congress of Wonders got their start as part of the Happenings and Gary “Chicken” Hirsch (later in Country Joe and The Fish) sometimes played in the house jazz group. George Hunter and Alton Kelly artwork graced the lobbies. Thus the fact that Big Brother’s first public show (on January 15, 1966) was a benefit for the Open Theater seems only fitting. Charles Perry in his book Haight Ashbury – A History (Vantage 1985) has a brief but excellent history of the Open Theater.
The Open Theater in Berkeley is most famous for debuting Big Brother and The Holding Company, and for being one of the incubators of the Trips Festival, which we have covered elsewhere. Indeed, another blogger discovered a listing in the Oakland Tribune Theater section that listed one of (if not the) first advertisements for “Psychedelic Music” at the Open Theater. Following the lead of this blogger, I reviewed the Theater Sections of The Oakland Tribune for 1965 and 1966, and managed to piece together the brief, but interesting history of the organization. I apologize in advance for any serious Theater scholars who have stumbled across this, as my focus is more on the musical side of the venture.
The Oakland Tribune first mentions the Open Theater on July 21, 1965. Founders Ben and Rain Jacopetti had formed a group called the Berkeley Experimental Arts Foundation “for the presentation and study of new art forms and trends”. After opening on September 30, 1965, the Open Theater began presenting shows every weekend, and sometimes on weekdays as well. The first listing above (under the heading Little Theaters, from the Sunday, November 7, 1965 Tribune) was typical of their Fall 1965 offerings. There was new theater on Fridays and Saturdays, and on Sunday they had “Sunday Meeting,” a spontaneous meeting. Sometimes music was advertised, as presented by either Ian Underwood or The Jazz Mice, Underwood’s trio.
It was the Sunday Happenings that seemed to be one of the precursors to The Trips Festival. According to Charles Perry’s 1984 book Haight Ashbury: A History, there was apparently multi-media performances, with lights and nudity (too much nudity for San Francisco’s Broadway), music by Underwood and others, an Art Gallery featuring contemporary art, and so on. The bass player for the Jazz Mice was artist Tom Glass, known also as Ned Lamont, and a painting of a huge comic book-style painting of his graced the lobby.
In January, the open theater begins to shift somewhat more towards music. The second (split-up) entry is from the Sunday, January 9, 1966 edition of Oakland Tribune. The Sunday night happening is followed by an apparently musical performance by Day Wellington and The Poor Losers. The next weekend is January 14 and 15, when The Loading Zone and Big Brother make their debuts, in evenings of “rock and roll and theatrical improvisation”.
The weekend of January 21-22-23 was the Trips Festival, in which the Open Theater participated. They surely contributed some multi-media, and Ian Underwood’s Jazz Mice played the first night. On the Saturday night (January 22), Underwood and others presented an avant garde musical performance. The last day of the Trips Festival, however, the Open Theater has its Sunday Meeting as usual, although perhaps some of the regular participants may have been a little worse for wear.
The last clipping is from the Sunday January 23 edition of the Tribune, noting the Happening, and also upcoming musical events. They are
Thursday January 27, 1966 Ramon Charles McDarmaid and Don Buchla, Movies by Bruce Baille Don Buchla had constructed the Thunder Machine for Ken Kesey’s Pranksters, a sort of electronic percussion device.
Friday, January 28, 1966 Performances by Congress of Wonders and Ned’s Mob, introducing new material. Congress of Wonders were a comedy trio, also regulars at the Open Theater, who did hip comedy and performance art (they later released a few albums). Ned’s Mob are unknown to me.
Saturday, January 29, 1966 Rock and Roll dance featuring The Loading Zone This would have been The Loading Zone’s third performance, to our knowledge, the first two having been two weeks earlier at the Open Theater (Jan 14) and then at the Trips Festival (either Jan 21 or 22). The Loading Zone was based in Oakland.
The Open Theater continued to present performances through early March. They presented a John Cage piece on February 4 and 5 (reviewed by the Tribune) and a few other shows. Ian Underwood was now mentioned as the Musical Director, and per the March 12, 1966 Tribune it appears that Ben and Rain Jacopetti had left, and the Open Theater was under new management. However, by the end of March the Open Theater had closed. Ian Underwood said the Theater group was looking for a different space, but it was not to be.
Fashion Moda was founded in 1978 by Stefan Eins. He was soon joined by artist Joe Lewis and William Scott, a young teenager from the neighborhood as co-directors.[1] Defining itself as a concept, Fashion Moda quickly became a strong voice in the New York art world during the late 1970s and the 1980s.[2] Fashion Moda crossed boundaries and mixed metaphors. It helped redefine the function of art in a post-modernist society. Fashion Moda spotlighted such artists as David Wojnarowicz, Keith Haring, Jane Dickson, Stefan Roloff, Jenny Holzer, Mark Kostabi, Kenny Scharf, Carson Grant, Joe Lewis, Thom Corn, John Ahearn, Lisa Kahane, Christy Rupp, John Fekner, Don Leicht, Jacek Tylicki, Stefan Eins himself and graffiti artists like Richard Hambleton, Koor, Daze, Crash, Spank, and many others. In addition to highlighting new talent, Fashion Moda was a major force in establishing new venues. In 1980, Fashion Moda collaborated with the downtown progressive artists organization Colab (Collaborative Projects Inc.) on “The Times Square Show” (June 1980), and Now Gallery which introduced uptown graffiti-related art to downtown art and punk scenes.
The Legendary Longshoreman’s Hall “Dr. Strange” Dance of October 1965
Until Jack’s arrival, the Airplane had confined their performances almost exclusively to the Matrix, with one exception. The club had been designed with them in mind, they were able to fill the room to capacity each time they played (which wasn’t that difficult as the legal limit was under 300–more often than not there would be twice as many bodies crammed inside), and they liked the place. The band was able to rehearse there during the week without having to set up and take down its equipment each time. Being the house band was ideal for them.
But as the Airplane’s reputation spread, there was more of a demand for their services and, like any new band, they needed all the work they could get. The most pivotal of the first outside gigs was undoubtedly the one that took place October 16th at Longshoreman’s Hall, at San Francisco’s Fisherman’s Wharf, dubbed by its comic-book-loving promoters “A Tribute to Dr. Strange.” Also featuring the Charlatans, the Marbles and the Great Society, the event was presented by a four-person collective calling itself the Family Dog, who took their name in honor of Harmon’s recently deceased pooch and lived together in a communal house on Pine Street. It was billed as a Rock ‘n’ Roll Dance and Concert.
Above is a photograph taken outside the Glen’s church in Topanga Canyon. I have just got married to Maryanne Thoraldson. Bryan Maclean, my best friend at University High School, sang during the ceremony. We are singing Amazing grace. Bryan and I have given up alcohol and drugs when this picture was taken. This is my first attempt at sobriety. I have twenty four years of being clean and sober.
Bryan was the lead guitarist for the rock group Love that had a powerful influence on Jimmy Hendrix and Jim Morrison. Thier first album that came out in 1965, was a stepping stone. Bryan had taught me how to play the guitar, and turned me on to marijuana atop a high and windy hill in L.A. We were the artists in residence at Uni High. Bryan drew sexy surfer girls that were the forerunner of the Rosamond Women my late sister would become famous for. Christine Rosamond, and Bryan Maclean, were lovers. Christine’s funeral fell on her first sober birthday. She died clean and sober and was just beginning to turn her life around.
My ex-wife, and the elusive, Thomas Pynchon, were lovers, and she lived with him in Mexico. They met at Cornell. Maryanne did a life-size portrait of her good friend, Mimi Farina, the sister of Joan Baez, and Richard Farina, Pynchosn’s good friend. Peter Shapiro of the rock group The Loading Zone played at our wedding reception.
Marilyn Reed was at my wedding. She is a singer in her husband’s Jazz Band. We met at Uni High when we were fifteen and sixteen. She was a good friend of the Jazz great, Les McCann, and Jeff Pasternak, who tried to get The Doors in his father’s movie. Jeff played in a rock group on the Strip. He and his wife have been supportive of my sobriety. My childhood friend, Nancy Hamren was at my graduation at Serenity Lane, and got me on the bus during the Eugene Celebration with her good friend, Ken Kesey. Nancy is now a co-owner of the Springfield Creamery and has a famous yogurt named after her.
In 1987 I had a spiritual awakening after reading all of Luke late into the night. I would soon declare myself a Nazarite who were Saints, Judges, and Prophets in the Bible. I was named after John the Baptist, a Nazarite for life, because I was born days before Yom Kippur. Nazarites abstain from alcohol. It was, and is my intent to found a simple simple Spiritual foundation that welcomes those who have a problem with alcohol, to separate themselves to The Lord.
Here is my late friend Denny Dent, who dated Christine in Junior High. He too got clean and sober.
It is my intent to restart The Generation of Love that never dreamed would be devastated by drug and alcohol abuse. The photograph was torn by my late lover in a fit of jealousy. She would become clean and sober, which is a miracle in our book.
McKee is the half-sister of Love guitarist Bryan MacLean, with whom she played in a duo as a teenager.[1] She attended University High School in West Los Angeles, California, and is married to her bass player Jim Akin, who co-writes and co-produces her solo albums since High Dive in 2003. In the 1990s, she spent time living in Dublin and the East Village, before settling in her native Los Angeles.
Warner and his second wife Liz Taylor meeting the queenCredit: Getty
Warner’s first marriage came when he was 30 years old, to Catherine Conover Mellon.
Mellon was a banking heiress, and two were wed in August of 1957.
Warner’s first marriage was integral for the development of his political career, as he amassed substantial capital and expanded his political contacts.
From their marriage, the two had three kids, Virginia, John W. Warner, IV, and Mary.
After Donald J. Trump suggested he had threatened to encourage Russia to attack “delinquent” NATO allies, the response among many Republican officials has struck three themes — expressions of support, gaze aversion or even cheerful indifference.
Republican Party elites have become so practiced at deflecting even Mr. Trump’s most outrageous statements that they quickly batted this one away. Mr. Trump, the party’s likely presidential nominee, had claimed at a Saturday rally in South Carolina that he once threatened a NATO government to meet its financial commitments — or else he would encourage Russia to “do whatever the hell they want” to that country.
In a phone interview on Sunday, Senator Lindsey Graham of South Carolina seemed surprised to even be asked about Mr. Trump’s remark.
Alas I found Bryan Maclean’s father, George. He was a premiere architect for Hollywood Stars. He built the home my kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, lived in, and was Godfather at the Christening of her son, Christopher Wilding. George MacClean was a good friend of Robert Stack, who dated Liz. Bryan said he learned to swim in Liz’s pool. Was this pool located at 1375 Beverly Hills Estate Drive?
George was the quintessential Hollywood-Los Angeles architect. He was Howard Roarke to the rich and famous. His house he built for the Trousdale Estates, is the Acme of Southern California success, that is enjoying a new Renaissance. Add to this the murals Garth Benton did for movie stars, and Christine Rosamond’s artwork, and the fact Bryan and Christine were lovers for two months when we were teenagers, then here is the lifestyle many can only dream of.
Bryan had seen the model I made for the house I designed when I was seventeen. He informed me his father was a famous architect. Bryan’s mother was an artist, as was one of her parents. I wish I knew her maiden name. Elizabeth, George, and Bryan were saved and became evangelicals. George and Bryan removed themselves from the Success Gauntlet.
Christine was married to actor, Rick Partlow, and lived in one of Micky Rooney’s houses. Garth did some acting, and was married to actress Harlee McBride. Tim O’Connor was like a member of our family. His father was a famous actor of the same name.
Michael Wilding was an artist, and thus was the reason Liz married him, in my opinion. Her family were art collectors. She encouraged Michael Jackson to become an artist. Michael Jr. may come out with a Mommy Dearest-like book that inspired the Rosamond Fib that she hid in the closet to paint. Bryan drew Beach Bunnies in our art class. Christine did not show her forbidden artwork to her lover, because this work did not exist.
Liz Taylor championed Gays stricken with AIDS. Her daughter-in-law, Aileen Getty, came down with this fatal disease. The Getty family owns the largest art collection in the world. We are talking about an Artistic Dynasty.
Sometimes I ask what the purpose of this blog is. The more I dig, the more I find. Wait till you see what I found out about Eric Nord.
I am launching a campaign to stop the destruction of Elisabeth Rosemond Taylor’s home. If I knew it was up for sale, I would have launched a campaign to have the People of California purchase this home and declare it a State Treasure. If that didn’t work, I would have encouraged Harry and Meghan to buy it, or the Getty family. because they are kin to Liz. Ian Fleming and the artist, Augustus John are kin to Liz. The house is located at 700 Nimes Rd.
My friend, Bryan MacLean, learned to swim is Liz’s pool at another home located at 1375 Beverley Estates Dr. that was designed by his father. Liz lived her with Michael Wilding from 1954 to 1957. Their son, Christopher Wilding, married Aileen Getty. Bryan was born in 1946.
In July of 2018, I began my novel ‘James Bond In La La Land’ where he aces out the Burtons and acquires this doomed house. I will post more messages that says the Bond franchise is all but dead. My Bond book will immortalize Liz’s home. Did her brother come to visits. That is Howard Taylor on the right. He was named after his uncle, Howard Young, the art dealer, who was a good friend of President Eisenhower, and encouraged him to paint.
I just found out Howard Taylor died last year. Does any of our kin – care? Am I the caretaker of both Rosemond legacies? The Getty Museum should purchase this home.
John Presco
Howard Taylor was born on June 27, 1929 in London, England. He was an actor, known for Vanity Fair (1967), ITV Television Playhouse (1955) and Boom! (1968). He was married to Mara Regan. He died on August 31, 2020 in El Prado, New Mexico, USA. See full bio »
Christine Rosamond Benton and Bryan Maclean were sweethearts in 1963. Bryan was my good friend who sang at my wedding. His father was a good friend of Elizabeth Taylor. These are the people the world famous artist, Rosamond, deserves to be associated with. That we overcame the disease of alcoholism is an important bond. Liz championed the fight against the disease of AIDES. That Liz lived in the home of Augustus John, and the home Maclean designed, is a missing link in art history. Bryan was an artist, as was his mother. Bryan and I worked on our art in the same class. With this new series about Liz, it looks like creative people are going to get serious about our National Icons. Here’s Bryan and ‘Love’ on the Dick Clark show.
1375 Beverly Estate Drive, Beverly Hills (July 1954-?) Noticing a for sale sign at 1375 Beverly Estate Drive, Elizabeth and Michael Wilding hopped over the wall to get a better look at the property. Realizing that the sliding glass door was unlocked, the couple crept inside and began exploring the home. Elizabeth quickly fell in love. What she didn’t know was that the home, which was made of glass and adobe, was designed by architect George MacLean with her in mind. In her book, An Informal Memoir, Elizabeth describes the unique interior: “One whole wall was built of bark with fern and orchids growing up the bark, and the bar was made of stone. And the fireplace had no chimney. There was a device making the smoke go down under the building and out through the barbecue pit.” Elizabeth also recalled that “You really couldn’t distinguish between the outside and inside. And all the colors I loved—off white, white, natural woods, stone, beigy marble. The pool was so beautiful. There were palm trees and rock formations—it looked like a natural pool, with trees growing out of it. It was the most beautiful house I’ve ever seen.” The state of the art home also featured an intercom, automated doors, light dimmers, automated curtains, and a movie screen. The architect later became godfather to Elizabeth’s son, Christopher.
Just over ten years after her death, Elizabeth Taylor’s iconic Bel Air bungalow has been sold for the second time since her ownership. This time around, though, the buyer is planning on tearing down the estate, Dirt reports. Sold for $11 million in an off market deal, the property now belongs to Ardie Tavangarian, the real estate developer who’s made a name for himself designing luxurious mansions, including Jackie Collin’s David Hockney-inspired estate.
The star of iconic films like Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? purchased the six bedroom six bathroom home in 1981 and spent her last 30 years there. The 7,000 square feet of interior space were decorated with the help of interior designer Waldo Fernandez, resulting in a sublimely personalized space, including embroidered silk wallpaper in her dressing room and a trophy room with mirror-backed built-in cabinets for Oscars and other humanitarian awards Taylor fetched in her day. Sitting on over an acre of land, at the time of Taylor’s residency, the home was surrounded by gorgeous gardens, including a pathway covered by a rose-lined arbor.Discover AD PRO
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Though well decorated, the space still felt lived-in. “Elizabeth was full of warmth and love, and her home reflected her caring and her embrace of her friends,” Sharon Stone told AD back in 2011. Toward the end of her life, that residency was documented by photographer Catherine Opie over a six month stay, resulting in over 3,000 pictures and the photo book 700 Nimes Road. Despite all the lore and Hollywood history, the house’s location in opulent Bel Air makes it a prime candidate for development, so the many photos of Taylor’s sanctuary will have to suffice.
The home where Elizabeth Taylor lived in the 1950s with then-husband Michael Wilding has hit the market in Beverly Hills.
Coldwell Banker Global Luxury has confirmed the new listing — the first time in 21 years the property has been up for sale — at 1375 Beverly Estates Dr. for $15.9 million. According to the real estate broker, the couple purchased the 2.01 acre property as their private L.A. retreat in 1954, shortly after it was built in 1953. According to reports, Taylor and Wilding made the decision to buy the property after scaling a fence to check out the grounds. Taylor and Wilding married in 1952 and divorced in 1957.
What if no film company buys my Victoria Bond idea? Well, I got a back up. Just in case folks think I am fixating on Lara Roozemond, even stalking her, I am willing to let her go for The Almighty Dollar. Consider this My Giant Cop-out!
James Bond In La La Land
A Movie Script
by
John (Jon) Gregory Presco
Shortly after the death of his beloved wife, Teresa Bond, James has a total mental breakdown. He is sent to see a crack team of psychiatrist who tell him it is time to retire. They suggest he move to Los Angeles California, where he can blend in. Having won a small fortune playing cards in Monaco, he asks The Team Real Estate Agents, if they know of a house. They tell him a house designed by George McLean has just come on the market. There is another buyer who made an offer, but, it could be made to look like they lost a bidding war.
“Who is getting bumped?”
“Oh, just a has-been Hollywood couple whose latest movie was a big flop. Mr. and Mrs. Richard Burton.”
“What about the neighbors? I don’t want to be disturbed. I’m not in the best of shape.”
“Let’s see. There’s Joe Spine on your right, and a rock band called ‘Love’ on your left. Joe is a right-wing T.V. talk personality, your typical American asshole.”
“What about noise?”
“L.A. is a noisy place. There’s an acid rock band every square mile.”
“Maybe I could jam with them. I play a mean Scottish flute.”
“You got one more neighbor, Mr. Natural, who lives illegally in a treehouse up the canyon. He’s harmless. He’ll actually give you money if you let him graze on your lawn.”
“What about women. Do they got pretty women in L.A.?”
“James. You act like you never heard of Los Angeles a place famous for beautiful women. You will have a pool. There will be pool parties, and, just women who like to hang.”
“O.K. Sounds like my cup of tea! Let’s close the deal. Are you sure the Burtons won’t be upset?”
Phone rings.
“Hello Liz. I was wondering when you would get wind of this. I’ll ask him.”
“What the fook. They know who I am?”
“Calm down James. They just know you aced them out. You see, there is this Hollywood Network thing. They want you over for dinner to let you know there are no had feelings. If you refuse, they will make sure things go badly for you in THEIR town.”
“What the fook? I thought I was ordered to stay out of trouble, and relax! My pappy always said “Sometimes when you aren’t looking for trouble, trouble is looking for you!”
Let me pre-warn my movie goers. I plan to shoot the greatest Acid Trip – ever! If I go before this is done – there goes the sixties! Cary Grant took LSD. He would have made a great James Bond. I don’t want to give it away, but, James has his martini spiked with LSD. Who did it?
In 1999 I read that Ken Kesey was going to England in search of Merlin. I called my friend, Nancy Hamren, and asked her to talk her friend out of this debacle. I had met Ken on several occasions, and had been on ‘The Bus’ in the Eugene Celebration Parade. At the time I was studying King Arthur and the Holy Grail and chatting on yahoogroups that Dan Brown lurked in.
“There are a lot of people who take this serious, and will not be happy with Ken’s hit or miss tactics. If he wants to find Merlin, look no further, here I am, in his own backyard!”
That was the last time I spoke to Nancy, the first girl I ever kiss, because she was tops in King Kesey’s Court, and everything was set in stone, and, only Ken can withdraw Excalibur. Real hippies did not want leaders, or to collect our magical energy in a big beautiful pile, put it in a bag and hand it over to some clown.
The Cornish folks hated Ken’s act. The Hambley family is from Cornwall and are still mining tin. Above is the Hambley mansion in North Carolina where Viriginia’s great grandfather lived. Melqart is a candidate for Merlin in my book.
In 1966, Nancy and I lived in a SF commune called ‘The Idle Hands’ with the Zorthian sisters. Their father ‘The Last of the Bohemians’ was an artist that was influenced by Thomas Hart Benton. I have been to ‘The Ranch’.
In 1964 Ken Kesey and a bunch of friends, who later became known as the Merry Pranksters, set off in an old school bus, painted in psychedelic colours, to cross America. The bus trips spawned the Acid tests, the Acid tests spawned the Grateful Dead and so the Sixties as we know them were shaped.
Thirty five years later as the 20th Century draws to a close Kesey once again took the bus furthur (although this was a replcement – the original would be 60 years old and is sitting rotting on Keseys farm) on the road. This time the Pranksters set sail for England to view the total eclipse and to search for Merlin who Kesey believed would return before the Millennium. You’re either on the bus or you’re off the bus
I am now going to concentrate on promoting myself in a professional manner. I taught my famous sister how to paint. She married into the famous Benton family of artists. I am kin to Augustus John.
FRANCIS TAYLOR and ELIZABETH ROSEMOND: Marriage: Abt. 1895
Children of ELIZABETH ROSEMOND and FRANCIS TAYLOR are: 3.i.FRANCES LYNN13 TAYLOR, b. 28 Dec 1897, Springfield, Sangamon County, Illinois; d. 20 Nov 1968, Los Angeles County, California. ii.JOHN TAYLOR.
Alas I found Bryan Maclean’s father, George. He was a premiere architect for Hollywood Stars. He built the home my kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, lived in, and was Godfather at the Christening of her son, Christopher Wilding. George MacClean was a good friend of Robert Stack, who dated Liz. Bryan said he learned to swim in Liz’s pool. Was this pool located at 1375 Beverly Hills Estate Drive?
George was the quintessential Hollywood-Los Angeles architect. He was Howard Roarke to the rich and famous. His house he built for the Trousdale Estates, is the Acme of Southern California success, that is enjoying a new Renaissance. Add to this the murals Garth Benton did for movie stars, and Christine Rosamond’s artwork, and the fact Bryan and Christine were lovers for two months when we were teenagers, then here is the lifestyle many can only dream of.
Bryan had seen the model I made for the house I designed when I was seventeen. He informed me his father was a famous architect. Bryan’s mother was an artist, as was one of her parents. I wish I knew her maiden name. Elizabeth, George, and Bryan were saved and became evangelicals. George and Bryan removed themselves from the Success Gauntlet.
Christine was married to actor, Rick Partlow, and lived in one of Micky Rooney’s houses. Garth did some acting, and was married to actress Harlee McBride. Tim O’Connor was like a member of our family. His father was a famous actor of the same name.
Michael Wilding was an artist, and thus was the reason Liz married him, in my opinion. Her family were art collectors. She encouraged Michael Jackson to become an artist. Michael Jr. may come out with a Mommy Dearest-like book that inspired the Rosamond Fib that she hid in the closet to paint. Bryan drew Beach Bunnies in our art class. Christine did not show her forbidden artwork to her lover, because this work did not exist.
Liz Taylor championed Gays stricken with AIDS. Her daughter-in-law, Aileen Getty, came down with this fatal disease. The Getty family owns the largest art collection in the world. We are talking about an Artistic Dynasty.
Sometimes I ask what the purpose of this blog is. The more I dig, the more I find. Wait till you see what I found out about Eric Nord.
A memorial celebration of the life of architect George MacLean is scheduled at noon Wednesday at Bel Air Presbyterian Church in West Los Angeles.
MacLean, who designed shopping centers for the public and mansions for film stars, was 68 when he died of cancer Dec. 1 at his ranch near Hemet. He most recently had pulled away from the Los Angeles social scene, said his longtime friend John Green, the composer and conductor.
At Work Developing Land
“George had been living as an evangelical Christian the past 10 years but he was developing estates on his Hemet property,” Green said.
MacLean was the chief architect for Westlake Village in Los Angeles, the Acapulco Princess Hotel and Estates in Mexico and the International Shopping Bazaar in Freeport,
Elizabeth quickly fell in love. What she didn’t know was that the home, which was made of glass and adobe, was designed by architect George MacLean with her in mind. In her book, An Informal Memoir, Elizabeth describes the unique interior: “One whole wall was built of bark with fern and orchids growing up the bark, and the bar was made of stone. And the fireplace had no chimney. There was a device making the smoke go down under the building and out through the barbecue pit.” Elizabeth also recalled that “You really couldn’t distinguish between the outside and inside. And all the colors I loved—off white, white, natural woods, stone, beigy marble. The pool was so beautiful. There were palm trees and rock formations—it looked like a natural pool, with trees growing out of it. It was the most beautiful house I’ve ever seen.” The state of the art home also featured an intercom, automated doors, light dimmers, automated curtains, and a movie screen. The architect later became godfather to Elizabeth’s son, Christopher.
After Elizabeth put the home on the market, Ingrid Berman toured the home as a potential buyer.
Ms. Taylor’s connection to the fight against AIDS grew deeper stillwhen her daughter-in-law Aileen Getty revealed to the woman she called “Mom” that she had contracted HIV in 1984. Far from turning her back on Getty, Taylor grew even more committed to the cause and saving the life of the daughter-in-law she loved and the mother of two of her grandchildren.
“Without the love of Elizabeth Taylor in my life, I would probably be dead — if not physically, most certainly emotionally,” Getty told The Advocate in 2011. “Mom loved me through my shame and held me tight. This can be very difficult: If you do something wrong, sometimes you feel that you want to be scolded or punished for your actions, as opposed to being loved and supported. Mom just loved me.”
Born in Los Angeles in 1947, MacLean drifted towards the music scene and became a roadie for the Byrds. In the mid-Sixties, the tall blond musician would hang out at Ben Frank’s, a 24-hour diner on Hollywood’s Sunset Strip. As he recalled on television, “Bobby Jameson, a friend of mine, told me about the audition for the Monkees. He said: `You ought to go down there, you’re what they’re looking for. You’ll make $750 a week.’ That was an enormous amount. But he didn’t tell me that it was comedy,” explained MacLean. “So I went down there being the hip, street- wise guy, gravelling my voice, and it was wrong. Thank God it was the wrong approach. They got the impression I was a seriously drugged- out guy. ”
He created homes for such stars as Elizabeth Taylor, Robert Stack and Dean Martin, and he was affiliated for several years with Daniel K. Ludwig, the builder, shipping magnate and financier for whom he designed office buildings and hotels.
MacLean, who studied art and architecture at USC, is survived by his wife, Gene, sons Bryan and Joel, his mother, Lillie, and a brother, Charles.
The boldest-faced celebrities, industrialists and society names in town angled to get the best lots, and competed with each other to hire the most talented architects and in-demand ‘interior decorators’ money could buy. The design review board – headed by society architect Allen Siple – and original covenants dictating 3,000 square foot minimums ensured large, well-designed homes; single-story restrictions ensured they’d spread out forever, while protecting views.
Your neighbors were on TV last night; another one’s on the stereo now.
The Architects:
Wallace Neff
Paul R. Williams
William Sutherland Beckett
James Dolena
George MacLean
Cliff May
Lloyd Wright
Lundberg, Armet & Davis
Allen Siple
Notable Residents:
Groucho Marx
Dinah Shore
Frank Sinatra
Barbara Stanwyck
Sheldon Leonard (Producer/Actor)
Ralph Edwards (Game Show Producer)
Charles Skouras
Max Hoffman (Famed Automotive Importer)
Isadore Familian (Building Supply Mogul)
Trousdale, who sold gum and advertising before going into real estate, conceived of Trousdale Estates as an exclusive enclave offering residents “a life above it all.” He oversaw a monumental grading project that transformed the scrub-covered hills into 539 lots, precisely stepped to maximize their canyon, city and ocean views.
From the beginning, Trousdale courted the rich and famous. Dinah Shore and Richard Nixon were among the early buyers, both of them commissioning modern ranch houses from Allen Siple. “I’d rather have Nixon in that house than the other House,” Groucho Marx quipped of his Trousdale neighbor. Marx, who hired the society architect Wallace Neff to design a low, curvilinear home with an open carport to showcase his three DeSotos, was a common sight in the neighborhood, walking his black and white Scottish terriers, Scotch and Soda. Danny Thomas built a sprawling Levantine mansion he called Villa Rosa. Like Paul Trousdale, Dean Martin and Elvis Presley both chose houses in the theatrical Hollywood Regency style.
Originally built by architect George MacLean in 1963, the Meisel Residence is located in the Trousdale Estates area of Beverly Hills. The Hawaiian-style ranch house is staggered along the site in rectangular forms, with expansive views overlooking the city from the living areas of the home.
Mister Meisel’s house was featured in the October 2012 issue of Architectural Digest with lush photographs by Roger Davies and text by the always snappy Mayer Rus. The article reveals that the house was originally designed and built in 1963 by little lauded architect George MacLean for an unnamed race car driver and his model wife. Mister MacLean, in case any of y’all might care, also designed a low-slung home above Benedict Canyon on Beverly Estate Drive (in Bev Hills Post Office) that was owned for a brief spell in the mid-1950s by a young Elizabeth Taylor and her second husband, English actor Michael Wilding.
At the time Mister Meisel bought his spectacularly sited house in Trousdale Estates it was blessedly untouched but much in need of a re-fresh. He engaged the pricey and revered services of the Ron Radziner of the firm Marmol & Radziner who completely rebuilt and sensitively added 2,300 square feet to the existing city view mid-century modern residence then selected celebrated and much published decorator Brad Dunning to chic up the day-core but “maintain the integrity” and “ambiance” of the residence’s original 1960s swagginess.
ELIZABETH TAYLOR’s son is considering pals’ suggestions that he write a “Mommie Dearest” tell-all that promises to rip the lid off of the movie legend’s worst performance – as a mother!
A book penned by Liz’s 59-year-old son Michael Wilding Jr. would be in the tradition of the scathing Joan Crawford biography and explain why Taylor, a beloved Hollywood icon, was no saint to her kids, say pals. While Liz was known to be very generous with her time and money to charities, “she was never interested in her children,” a family insider told The ENQUIRER.
“Michael was overheard saying he would rather have grown up broke with a loving mother rather ‘than the way I was raised!’”
Wilding, a former soap opera actor, has been urged to write the explosive book with his wife Brooke Palance, daughter of the late movie star Jack Palance.
“It would portray Liz as an absentee mom, always away on movie sets, flying around the globe or in the arms of a man,” revealed a family friend.
Elizabeth’s four children were trotted out for photo opportunities to give the appearance of a loving, close-knit family, but the friend says: “That couldn’t be further from the truth.”
Michael, Liz’s son with second husband Michael Wilding Sr., spent much of his life “in a desperate bid for her attention,” according to the insider. “The book would talk about how Michael rebelled against his mother, running away to join a rock band, hanging around the drug scene and bedding a lot of women.”
During the mid-’70s, Michael lived on a farm commune in Wales, playing sax with a five-member rock group. He was married at 17 and had a daughter, but the union blew apart after just two years. He had another daughter with a girlfriend at the commune in 1975 but didn’t settle down until tying the knot with Brooke in 1982, and they had a son seven years later.
Despite Michael’s differences with his mother, he was the one who oversaw her care leading up to her death last year at age 79.
But now, said the friend: “Michael could spill all the family secrets as a way of coming to terms with a mother who was never there.”
In retrospect, MacLean didn’t dwell too much on his failure to edge out Peter Tork or Mike Nesmith and take part in American television’s manufactured answer to the Fab Four. Disparagingly, he claimed: “The Monkees were extremely square. They just jumped on the bandwagon. It had nothing to do with what was really going on. It was the Keystone Cops of rock. I didn’t belong in the Monkees or, if I did, I’m still in denial about it.” He joked somewhat nervously: “If I ever find out that I belonged in the Monkees, then I will probably have a legitimate nervous breakdown,” and went on, “I think that I really belonged in something that involved pioneering music, something that wasn’t popular yet. My goal for my music was always timelessness.”
MacLean more than succeeded in this aim with Love, a band who rank alongside the Velvet Underground and the Ramones when it comes to influencing successive generations of musicians (REM, House of Love, the Stone Roses).
Again, MacLean met Arthur Lee at Ben Frank’s. The Memphis-born musician had already cut a single with the LAGs before moving on to the American Four with the guitarist Johnny Echols. The three joined forces and, adding the rhythm section of Johnny Fleckenstein and Don Conka (soon replaced by the bassist Ken Forssi and drummer Alban “Snoopy” Pfisterer), became the Grass Roots.
Having made their live debut at Brave New World in LA in April 1965, the group changed its name to avoid confusion with another Grass Roots (of “Let’s Live For Today” fame). Given the flower-power movement emerging on the West Coast, the five musicians opted for Love and attracted the attention of Jac Holzman in early 1966. The entrepreneur had already established Elektra Records on the East Coast as the natural home of the folk scene with artists like Judy Collins but he wanted to move the label towards the rock underground. Love’s unique brand of folk and demented psychedelia more than fitted the bill. “Thirty seconds into their version of `Hey Joe’, I knew this was the group I was looking for,” claimed Holzman, who would later sign the Doors at Lee’s instigation.
Love became the first rock band on Elektra and released a stunning version of Burt Bacharah and Hal David’s “My Little Red Book” (from What’s New Pussycat?) in April 1966. Following their appearance on American Bandstand, the single and ensuing debut album (simply entitled Love) both made the US Top 60 and the following 45, the frantic “Seven and Seven Is”, did even better, reaching No 33 in September. “Love was what is lovingly referred to as an underground, a garage band. We had a following but it was underground. It wasn’t meant to appeal to as many people as the Monkees’ music was,” reflected MacLean, who wrote the lovely “Softly To Me” on the first album.
Wearing ribbons in his hair, the more introspective MacLean was the ideal foil to Arthur Lee’s frenzied genius and Love became darlings of the hippie scene. Living in their communal Los Angeles “Castle” (actually a decaying mansion previously used as a horror movie set), they recruited Tjay Cantrelli on flute and Michael Stuart on drums while “Snoopy” Pfisterer moved to keyboards to flesh out the group’s richer sound on Da Capo, their second album (February 1967). MacLean’s jazzy “Orange Skies” was the B-side of “She Comes in Colours” but neither this nor “Que Vida” could match their previous success, especially as the group hardly ever toured away from their California base.
Following Pfisterer and Cantrelli’s departure, Love set to work on the ambitious Forever Changes, their third album issued in November 1967, just as their cult status was reaching British shores. Hailed a masterpiece and still namechecked as one of the best-ever albums, Forever Changes reached the Top 30 album chart in the UK while “Alone Again Or”, the eerie, evanescent MacLean composition, entered the US Hot 100. Covered by the Damned in 1986, “Alone Again Or” proved the swansong of the original Love as the idiosyncratic Lee kept playing mind games with MacLean.
During a very strange interview in 1992, Lee told me: “We were competing a bit like Lennon and McCartney to see who would come up with the better song. It was part of our charm. Everybody had different behaviour patterns. Eventually, the others couldn’t cut it.” Lee sacked the rest of the band and assumed the Love mantle from mid-1968. He briefly worked with Jimi Hendrix and nearly died of a drug overdose in 1970.
MacLean also fell from grace. “I don’t think I could cope with even the minimal amount of fame that I experienced. It was difficult to stay balanced. To be honest, it almost killed me just to have the notoriety that I had. To have my face more well-known would have been pathogenic. I don’t know if I could have lived through it,” he later admitted.
“I’ve had a lot of experiences that would have killed most people: drug overdoses, felony arrests. I was invited to Sharon Tate and Roman Polanski’s house the night that the Mansons showed up. I had a penchant for putting myself 100 per cent in whatever I was doing, wrong or right. And there are consequences. If you have the greatest drug and what you feel is the most euphoric experience and it ends, then you’re in trouble. You think you’re getting on to the train and you’re gonna get off at the next stop. But before you realise it, you’re strapped to the front of a runaway train until it crashes. And when it crashes, you don’t even know if you’re gonna come out. I just simply didn’t have another runaway train experience left in me.”
A proposed solo deal fell through when Jac Holzman pronounced the MacLean demos “too fragmented”. MacLean bounced back for a while but, before completing an album for Capitol Records, he quit the business in 1970. Seven years later, his old nemesis Arthur Lee tempted him out of retirement for a Love tour with the future Knack drummer Bruce Gary. MacLean enlisted for a further Southern California reunion outing (immortalised on Rhino’s Love Live album) and got religion.
“I wasn’t doing well. My mother had been converted watching Bill Graham on television, she was praying for me. One night, in a hotel room in New York, I just prayed, cried out to the Lord and said: if you’re real, I’m gonna give my life to you because I’m afraid I’m gonna destroy myself. I ended up walking away from the business at that point,” confessed MacLean, who became a sepulchral presence, not unlike the Beach Boys’ Brian Wilson.
By the Nineties, the erratic Arthur Lee was displaying paranoid tendencies and symptoms of Parkinson’s disease. In 1996, following several arrests and convictions, he was jailed for 12 years for threatening behaviour with a firearm.
Bryan MacLean crawled back from the wreckage. His half-sister, Maria McKee, made several records with Lone Justice, including a song by MacLean, “Don’t Toss Us Away”, in 1985, which three years later became a Top 10 country music hit for Patty Loveless. In 1997, the Sundazed label released IfYouBelieveIn, a collection of solo acoustic MacLean demos culled from the Sixties, Seventies and Eighties. His odd quavering vocals remained as compelling as ever and also came to the fore in his born-again incarnation.
“I started making music again when I felt comfortable to move back into writing without violating my stand for Christ,” Bryan MacLean told Ian MacMillan. “Love grows in me when I proclaim all that my Lord has done. I’m now writing worship music that’s presented in an ethereal genre. Celtic, spacy, no guitars. I call it spooky Christian music, spooky worship music.
“If a person is a Satanist or a Buddhist or a Hindu, they will be able to listen to this music and not be put off by it because it’s the universal longing to be in the spirit realm that’s being expressed.”
Bryan MacLean, guitarist, singer and songwriter: born Los Angeles 25 September 1946; died Los Angeles 25 December 1998.
I own a registered newspaper in Lane County. Royal Rosamond Press is titled “A newspaper for the arts.”. I made an incredible discovery about my cousin, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, that I was going to save for my autobiography, but, because of pressing world events, this book may never get done – never be done. I discovered Liz Taylor was a Zionist and made personal trips to the Middle East to search for Peace. She even offered herself as a hostage? This puts us the same Spiritual Path that does not end with death. As a Nazarite I consider myself a convert to Judaism. I went to the Hillel Center in Eugene and talked to a Rabbi. I consider my late cousin my ally on many levels.
I had a harrowing ride with my therapist as I rested Christine from the outsiders who claimed in their book members of my family looted the house of a famous artist after her funeral. This was Vicki Presco’s way of blessing the sale of my families’ artistic legacy, and in turn Stacey Pierrot gave her silent partner her share of the family partnership prints that our sister refused to return to her.
I compared our ride to a Spookhouse ride in cars that abruptly zig-zag back and forth exposing you to one screeching witch and skeleton, after another. It was the Toad’s Wild Ride. I tell Barbara I called Christine when I came to town, and her new husband told me I had to make an appointment. Barbara’s jaw dropped. I warned her our session was going to be like a Fellini movie. I did not disappoint. Both of us were in the audience – eating popcorn.
“He was the bartender at the Balboa Lounge and got Rosemary and Lillian shit-faced drunk all the time. Rick Partlow heard all the inside stuff. He was an out of work actor. Rosemary warned him about me – the real artist! They set me up!”
I come home form therapy and I am being attacked on one of the Taylor Facebook groups by a guy who suggests I am deluded and insane after I posted on Thor and Tolkien. I made it clear to him that Elizabeth saw herself as a member of a artistic family, and that was more important to her than being a famous actress. Facebook has become Ambush City – with Sanity Trial.
With the discovery that Philippe Henri Noyer did Taylor’s portrait, it all comes together for me. Noyer is a Pre-Rosamond Artist, as is Phillip Boileau, our kin. The work of the Keanes is added to the Art Show my newspaper has put together. Add to this the work of Fanny Corey, who encouraged Royal Rosamond to become a writer, and you have a set and established style that begs a name………ROSAMONDISH!
To the annoyance of some, I have been playing Paper Rosamond Dolls with my famous cousin who I described as being lonely at the core of her soul because she had become DETACHED from her people, her roots, her Irish People……Her Clan Rosamond! I will establish such a clan in America – a first! I will do Liz and Christine’s portrait.
I have been having visions, about who Liz would love the most of the Four Rosamond Sisters. Let’s start with Bonnie Bigalow whose husband owned Sam’s Anchor Cafe and Crushons in Berkeley where I saw a original Keene on the wall. I see Liz and Bonnie having lunch at Sams where Herb Caen had a reserved stool. I see Herb coming over and asking to be seated.
Here is a photo of Bonnie and June is riding boots. Bonnie and Jim are turning in their graves at being included in the slander our family was not fit to bury our dead. That is Bonnie on the left. If she were alive she would not be bragging on her niece employing Tom Snyder’s book. I see her lifting her phone to dial her attorney. Bonnie is eight years older than Liz, and would take her under her wing and show her the California Ropes. Bonnie was a Tough Dame! Like most sisters, they would – posthumously come to one another’s defense!
What confounded Barbara and I, was, why Stacey Pierrot and her ghost writer create Posthumous Artificial Drama to sell art, and a movie. As if Christine’s life was not dramatic enough! There had to be a decision made, between two people;
“We need more drama. Let’s make stuff up! To make sure they make a movie!”
This make-believe puts the actress Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor firmly in my camp, because thespians have long been victims of The National Enquirer. How about artists?
The men on the bridge have known each other since 1967. From left to right is;
JOHN GREGORY PRESCO – PETER SHAPIRO – TIM O’CONNOR – KEITH PURVIS
Jon, Peter, Tim, and Keith lived in a large Victorian in Oakland with members of the rock-band ‘The Loading Zone’. Peter was the lead guitarist, and his band ‘The Marbles’ played at a historic acid test in 1965.
The woman in the other photograph, is Chris Wandel, with her boyfriend, the famous artist, Stefan Eins. Chris was a wonderful girlfriend of Peter, Keith, and John, in that order. Keith was the boyfriend of my late sister, the famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, and Barry Zorthian whose father was a famous artist who was titled ‘The Last Bohemian’. Keith and Nancy Hamren were lovers in 1965. Tim was Christine’s lover. Tim is the son of the famous actor, Tom O’Connor, who threw his son out of his house. My mother took him in. Rosemary dated Errol Flynn. Tim’s girlfriend whose Jewish father was a famous Hollywood agent and close friend of Marlon Brando.
I include Jeff and Shannon Pasternak, and Marilyn and Keny Reed in this group. Joe Pasternak was a famous Jewish movie producer. Shannon was a executive producer at MGM records, and partied with the Rat Pack. We worked at restoring the Whiteaker.
I married Mary Ann Tharaldsen the wife, or ex-lover of Thomas Pynchon. Peter and Tim played at my wedding party in Oakland, and my friend, Bryan McLean played at my wedding. This is a very exclusive group.
The Zionists are backed by evangelicals who make cultural warfare against actors and Hollywood. Marilyn’s grandfather was a Jew. Israel is becoming a apartheid state. You can not serve two masters.
“…one afternoon in the mid-sixties, he and his then-girlfriend, Mary Ann Tharaldsen, were driving through Big Sur when she complained of nausea. She wanted to stop at a bar and have a shot to settle her stomach. According to Tharaldsen, he exploded, telling her he would not tolerate midday drinking. When she asked why, he told her he’d seen his mother, after drinking, accidentally puncture his father’s eye with a clothespin. It was the only time, says Tharaldsen, who lived with him, that he ever mentioned his family. “He was disconnected from them,” she says. “There seems to have been something not good there.”
The Rat Pack was a group of actors originally centered on Humphrey Bogart. In the mid-1960s it was the name used by the press and the general public to refer to a later variation of the group, after Bogart’s death, that called itself “the Summit” or “the Clan,” featuring Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, Jr., Peter Lawford, and Joey Bishop; they appeared together on stage and in films in the early 1960s, including the movies Ocean’s 11,[1] Sergeants 3, and Robin and the 7 Hoods (in the last film, Bing Crosby replaced Lawford). Sinatra, Martin, and Davis were regarded as the group’s lead members.[2][3]
Tim O’Connor (born July 3, 1927) is an American character actor known for his prolific work in television, although he has made only a few appearances since the early 1990s. Before moving to California, he lived on an island in the middle of Glen Wild Lake, near Bloomingdale, New Jersey.
O’Connor specialized in playing officials, military men, and police officers. Some of his best-known roles include: Dr. Elias Huer in Buck Rogers in the 25th Century, Jack Boland in General Hospital, and Elliot Carson in Peyton Place. He also had recurring roles on Barnaby Jones and Dynasty. He guest starred with Telly Savalas and Joan Hackett in the short-lived medical/police series, Diagnosis: Unknown, on CBS in 1960.
His son, Tim O’Connor Jr. currently (March 2014) is an expatriate singer-songwriter, who left the United States in a sailboat, sailed solo across the Atlantic Ocean and now dwells on that same boat in a canal in the town of Vlaardingen, Netherlands. His original song “Who Stole the Isopropyl Alcohol?” is featured in the 1989 movie “Dead Calm”.
The Marbles had the following members: Peter Shapiro on lead guitar, Steve Dowler on rhythm guitar, David Dugdale on bass and Ray Greenleaf on drums. They were a psychedelic and rock group whose most notable performances were at the Tribute to Dr. Strange at the Longshoremen’s Hall in San Francisco on October 15, 1965, and again at the same venue for The Trips Festival on January 21, 22 and 23 along with Jefferson Airplane, The Charlatans and The Great Society. Both Shapiro and Dowler went on to become members of Paul Fauerso’s The Loading Zone.[1][2]
NOYER, Philippe 1917-1985Philippe Henri Noyer was born on June 28, 1917 in Lyons, France. After a traditional education at the elite Ecole des Roches, Noyer enrolled in the Ecole des Beaux Arts in Lyon. Next he moved to Paris, where he worked in decorative arts and advertising. It was during this time, he discovered his talent for oil painting, officially starting his painting career in 1943.That same year, Noyer met the famed Parisian art deal, Emmanuel David, who would promote his work and career. Noyer produced many portraits, for which he quickly gained an international reputation, but he also painted dream figures in rural or maritime settings, compositions that were classical in technique but surreal in concept. In 1947, Noyer held his first one-man show at the prestigious Drouant-David Gallery in Paris.In 1949 the gallery consigned twenty of Noyer’s paintings to an American art dealer who had agreed to organize an exhibition of them in the United States. However the American dealer sold the paintings at cost, in order cover a gambling debt, to Robert Goldstein, the former President of the 20th Century Fox movie company. Goldstein was so pleased with his purchase, that he distributed the art to his friends, including Samuel Goldwyn, who, in turn, made Philippe Noyer’s name known on the West Coast. These events led to a lifelong friendship between Noyer and Goldstein.In the years that followed, Noyer was commissioned to paint portraits of many celebrities including Elizabeth Taylor, Dinah Shore, and Jean Wallace. In the sixties, Noyer put aside portraiture in favor of painting delicately stylized, sophisticated, slim, long-limbed ladies who were his favorite subject.Throughout his career, Philippe Noyer’s art has always remained quite unique. He seems to have experienced every kind of modern art without being influenced by any of them, almost lazily accepting traditional disciplines. Modernist yet slightly Surrealist, he compensated for the rigor of his method by the remarkable freedom of his subjects. The elements Noyer uses in his paintings – the women, the monuments, the animals and the flowers – come alive under the brush which translates them in strictly realist terms in compositions that are the fruits of his fantasy and intellectual or literary reminiscences.Paul Guth was inspired to write a series of prose poems about his work, which was published in 1951 together with a study of the artist.
When You Close Your Eyes’ was published in September of 2000. The hit movie ‘Big Eyes’ came out fourteen years later. Our aunt and uncle were good friends of Walter and Margaret Keene. Jim Bigalow owned ‘Sam’s Anchor Cafe’ in Tiberon located in Marine County, thus my DNA is entrenched in Beryl Buck’s Blessed County, where no worthy poor person can be found in order to receive a smiggen of the $1,700,000,000 billion dollars of the Trust that Robert Brevoort established. It’s a Cinderella’s Slipper kind of thing. Bob’s Boys go about the land with this image in their wallet.
Sydney Morris of the law firm of Heisinger, Morris, Rose, and Buck said in a legal document he did not object to a biography and movie being made by Stacey Pierrot in the hope there would be a renewed interest in the general public purchasing Rosamond prints that my two nieces, and my daughter own. Today, you can’t give these images away. No one wants them. What I suggest, is, there exist a Breach of Verbal Contract because this movie should have been made. It is never too late!
The motive Morris owned, via his odd creative permission, was to discourage me from publishing my autobiography, or, raising monies to make my movie! In writing an artists biography it is common to mention other artists that are germain to the artistic identity of the protagonist, such as Margaret and Walter Keane, who Tom Snyder missed. ‘Big Eyes’ was the most important movie made about an artist – in many years! It was a success! This success should have been exploited by members of my family who own Rosamond prints. This of course might invite readers and viewers to own a negative opinion of the cunning business folks who surrounded my late sister and abused her psychologically. Is there any evidence of this? Yes! I believe it is my right to produce and use this evidence without honoring Tom Snyder’s copyright. There exist a dream, within a dream, within a dream. Just look into the Magical Rosamond Mirror, and see what you will see. Do you see the light at the end of dark alley? Is this a harbinger of things to come?
Here is Non-Artist, Jacci Belford, who called me a month after Christine died and told me she made an offer to purchase the entire estate, and pay off the creditors. Who did she make this offer to? The probate was having trouble getting underway, because Jacci and Vicki Presco, refused to serve as named Executors. Can Bob Buck tell Rosamond’s fans how uncommon this is? Non-Artist, Vicki, came to own a shit-load of Rosamond’s – before she dropped out as No.1 Executor, and nominated Ex-Husband, Garth Benton to be Special Executor, as did Sharp Business Woman, Sassy Jacci. Are those movie lights on the horizon? Or, is that Artist Garth coming back into the Rosamond Gallery, he cast in an angelic light, now, in order to make it all work for Jacci&Friends?
“Having all these gallery and family problems coming down on her was a lot for her to deal with. And giving my persepective on things – good, bad, or indifferent – could have had a lot to do with the end of her marriage to Garth. At the same time, it was the best thing that could have happened. It seemed to me he wanted her to have no involvement in her own business while he ran everything in a way that seemed best to him.”
Above is a photo of Bijan and the man who exposed him, a Rosamond Imitator, who signed his big-eyed prints ‘Sara Moon’. It never occurred to Sydney Morris to find a Facsimile to crank out more CASH on the Rosy Money Making Machine. Instead, we get the Legal Art Report. Giving me a woman’s name, then hiding me behind the curtain of Oz, was not a option for some strange reason. I can only fail!
“If you loved Rosamond, you are going to love her long lost sister ‘Violet’.
When I got my lost daughter back into my life, I made her an offer she could not refuse. We would render computer aided images of beautiful women – in the Rosamond style. My genetic material could sign her work ‘Heather’ as in the flower. This would include an image of Rosemary and Lillian taken by her great grandfather. She took this to her drunken aunt Linda, and Linda’s drunken attorney husband, and they told her she is guaranteed ten million, at least, and – she doesn’t have to do jack-shit! Was there talk about starring in Bob Buck’s movie?
What I suggest is, Bob fund – my movie – that can be made for $50,000 dollars. ‘Close Your Big Eyes – Bitch’ will be filmed entirely in the infamous closet Julie Lynch talks about. It is February 3, 1994, two months BEFORE the killer rogue wave took this world famous woman out to sea, and deposited her in Never Neverland!
The Art Gods have brought us together, to hash it out, because they see much damage being done to The Art World – in the future! There will be a classic swinging lightbulb in this closet that sways back and forth, reminiscent of ‘The Picture of Dorian Grey’. This movie, and other movies about artists will be broadcast on the closet wall. The Closet of Art Despair will be located on the grounds of the Buck Institute Against All Aging – And The Idea of Eternal Life After Death! Where else!
Lillian’s son, Randy Molnar, will be hired to play one of the ‘Closet Caretakers’ along with Tylor Blake ‘A Key Holder’ and Admirer of Rosemary.
While having dinner with Meredith, I got frustrated, and made this pronouncement.
“I forbid you to think of me as an artist, anymore. From now on – I am an Art Critic! This means you do not get to run my struggle as a real artist thru you voo-doo artist bullshit!”
Even though he wrote a dissertation on ‘The Creative Person’ Mark knows nothing about art and artists. He must have looked over some dudes shoulder at Harvard, He has me hang picture for him because he has no talent. Having a degree in psychology, I see his little wheels turning when I say things like;
“Christine was not a real artist. She was a fabrication. Smoke and mirrors were employed. She took up art because she was on welfare. Her style was dictated to her by her handler. I have spent years trying to legitimize her for the sake of my nieces, my daughter, my grandson, because the Rosamond Brand has value. I am the real artist in the family. I never made any money on my art. My Muse inspired Rosamond to take up art when she was twenty-four. The history of our family that I have put together will save the late Rosamond and our creative Family Legacy. The outsiders are liars and frauds. Their biographies are parasites who have committed crimes against the Art World.”
This is where Mark gets his two cents in. He chooses to see me as the worst case of sibling rivalry anyone has ever seen. I am a rabid dog who wants to collect and burn all the bad books that he thinks made Rosamond famous for starters! Mark’s solution is for me to forget all I know to be the truthful about the real Art World, and just pick up a brush and paint!
“Are you suggesting I return to my cell at the Funny Farm and commit myself to some serious basket weaving? How dare you! I suppose you believe the lie about the “rogue wave”‘
Five years after Christine Rosamond Benton was dragged into the Pacific Ocean by a “rogue wave”, I discovered the art work of Philip Boileu who was the nephew of Jessie Benton Fremont. I was floored. Christine, nor Garth knew Philip existed, or any of the fake biographers! I have read many books about artists. This is what you look for. You do a search of the artists peers, their family, their influences. You connect the dots. This is what makes artists famous. Here was the solution, the way to undo the Art Projector factor. For some weird reason Philip and Rosamond work is very similar. Why? Why is this important. BECAUSE, there can only be one explanation.
THIS IS THE WORK OF THE GREAT MUSE who transcends time and space. She appear to this one, and then that one. Her influence in the past effects the future, her influence in the future, affects the past.
Philip Boileau did thirty-four covers for the Saturday Evening Post. Artists throughout history are connected in ways that need to be studied by great minds. Get going. You can start with my mind. Hook me up to machines. Poke me and take my blood. Stop playing your fucking little games!
“Christine worked almost exclusively from photographs and figures she cut from magazines like Vanity Fair and Vogue and Glamour,” Garth recalls. “That’s why the women in her middle period were so exquisite – the inspiration for them came from elegant magazines that set the standard.”
After the Davinci Code came out, I told Mark;
“Dan and his wife eaves-dropped on my group and stole this rose line from me.”
I suspect Mark has given his peers a ongoing report.
On January 25, 2016, a group of Merry Makers met in Ken Kesey Square to show there was an interest in saving Eugene’s town square from another Giant Ken, another mural put on the side of the proposed building that would take0ver this public place, that is a replica of the Ken that graces the Oddfellows building in Springfield. As the Master Augur of the Emerald Valley, I performed my duties to the best of my abilities, and without incident. But for a Raging Bird that flew over this merry scene, most folks brought out their best, and Good Intentions were had by all.
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