There can be no doubt, that artists of lesser fame can benefit from knowing, being seen, being in history books, with famous artists. Being RELATED to the famous artist can make you famous and rich! There was no consideration of this truth in regards to me, the surviving family artist – and author! I am related to Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, who was close to Michael and Paris Jackson – as well as Andy Warhol! In the Fake Trial of Presco vs. Buck. Robert will willingly appear to be the No.1 Art Villain – of all time! Celebrities that have been screwed over by attorneys will line up to take the witness stand. I see six million people tuning in.
When I read of Paris’s suicide attempts, I thought of Drew. Did she leave a Will? Will there be a probate? Perhaps Buck and Morris will have the decency to step in – and do the right thing! This idea of increasing waning interest in Rosamond, can be seen as a contract that will not tolerate failure!
Come to think of it, there is a REAL class action lawsuit here, in regards that there are tens of thousands of people all over the world who bought lithographs that were being touted as – INVESTMENTS – as in a Stock Market. There was no such thing as a Art Stock Market – until Buck and Morris founded one, using the Probates of my late sister. Many people contacted me to know what their prints are now worth, now that Rosamond is dead. I told them, don’t give up hope. Why – CRUSH THEM – Buck and Morros did, in this declaration. Owners of Rosamond’s didn’t want to hear about Mr. and Mrs; Presco, abusing their child in every way. Where is the value in that? They wanted positive things – galore! Anything to make their $50 buck print they bought in 1974 – worth……
$5,000 DOLLARS!
Buck and Morris could have hired a Ghost Writer to help Shannon Rosamond author a book, that would excite investors. I 2000, I had fourteen years of recovery. We could hire a computer artist to help us published New Rosamond Family Prints. Lover of Rosamond woul flock to own the entire
FAMILY COLLECTION!
Wait a minute!…….
“It’s not over until the fat lady sings!”
John Presco
“By September 2000, however, plans were underway for a biography of Decedent, which Petitioner hoped might create interest in her work. The book was published in 2002. Although the book did not spur the hoped-for interest in Decedent’s life and work, efforts continued to market the concept of a screenplay based upon Decedent’s life. Petitioner hoping that this might be brought to fruition, elected to keep the estate open. However, it is the Petitioner’s belief the likelihood of an increased interest in Decedents work is negligible, and the time has come to close the estate.”
Paris Jackson gets candid to Willow Smith about suicide attempts, coming out and self-love
USA TODAY
- Paris Jackson appeared on Wednesday’s episode of “Red Table Talk” for a chat with Willow Smith
- Jackson reflected on her past suicide attempts and shared what brought her out of that mentality
- Jackson also offered insight she learned from coming out to her “very religious” family
Paris Jackson, the daughter of late music legend Michael Jackson, is opening up on “Red Table Talk” about past suicide attempts and coming out to her religious family.
In a departure from the Facebook Watch show’s typical format of a round-table discussion featuring hosts Jada Pinkett Smith, Adrienne Banfield-Norris and Willow Smith, Wednesday’s episode saw Jackson join 20-year-old Smith for a candid one-on-one convo.
During their discussion, Jackson reflected on her past attempts to end her own life and what brought her out of that mentality.
“A lot of people do feel regret when they try and attempt suicide,” she said. “There have been times where I did and times where I didn’t, where I was upset that it didn’t work. But I can say, several years later, that I’m really grateful that it didn’t. Things have gotten better.”
She added: “It was really hard, and people would tell me to kill myself everyday. And I was depressed.”Need a break? Play the USA TODAY Daily Crossword Puzzle.
Jackson shared that with each unsuccessful suicide attempt, she came to a “morbid” realization that it “just wasn’t meant to be.”
“Just like, ‘OK, I’ve tried and tried and tried, and it’s just not working. Maybe it’s just not my time, and that sucks,’ ” she said.
Paris Jackson and Liz Taylor
Posted on April 20, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press
After seeing Paris’s eyes two days ago, I wanted her to be one of the Nine Judges of Rozemont, that has morphed into a Global Council for World Wide Justice. What that Justice will look like depends on The Children of the Future. I want my Bond Revival to focus on Good Solutions, not the Bad Guys – who own no solutions! We are seeing this is the case in the election of Trump by neo-Confederate Right-wing Christian Naysayers who degrade everything Artists, Writers, Actors, and Poets, stand for! We are not humanities enemy.
Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor is the continuation of the Dutch Renaissance, that never ended. The Dutch Brevoort family built New York and funded the Theatre, the Arts, the Opera, the Smithsonian, and several Libraries. We Creative People have won the Cultural War thrust upon us – and Europe, by hateful and un-gifted drunken trailer trash. Trump’s obscene rule, does not allow him to attend the funeral of Barbara Bush. He is not welcome!
It’s time for The Janitor to come empty the garbage.
Elizabeth Taylor encouraged Michael to collect art, and become an artist. No doubt he saw the work of Augustus John and wondered at his gifted extended family, who had money, but chose to live like poor Gypsies. Michael struggled with his immense wealth like the Getty family did, and still does. Filmmakers are exploiting their weaknesses, and should donate much to Paris and Liz’s cause.
Drugs have taken its toll. Mathew Mellon lost his battle against oxycodone that he became addicted to after a surfing accident. He is in Liz’s tree. Yesterday, it was ruled Prince’s death was a drug-accident. I would love to do a movie about Talitha Getty who died of a heroin overdose. The world needs a powerful Story of Recovery. Liz overcame her addictions. Drug use contributes to the spread of AIDS. I would like to see the Buck Foundation reorganize around an epidemic that is sweeping the world.
Paris is a fashion model, and an activist! I would like to see her head a council that would discuss ways to represent Beauty, and keep her from being used and abused. We have been given lessons – for a reason! The Nine Muses need to take a prominent place in coming up with new ideas on how to deal with the money generated by our Artists – and Business. They have been bonded to one another since the dawn of Civilization.
One of my favorite movies, and book, is ‘The Horses Mouth’ that is based upon Augustus John, whose son is the Sea Lord, Caspar John. At the end of this move, Gulley takes his barge down the Thames to the sea. It passes a freighter that I turn into a aircraft carrier, with his son on board, saluting his father. Then, here come the fly over! Who could have seen into the future, the birth of a black man of untold wealth, aspiring to be a artist?
Fuck Trump’s parade!
Jon Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
On Monday night, following performances by Brandi Carlile, Heart’s Nancy Wilson, Tom Morello, and Michael Moore, Paris spoke to a crowd at Global Citizen Live in New York City (part of the ongoing Global Citizen Week about how her godmother’s vision for worldwide social justice shapes her own. The 19-year-old recently traveled to Malawi, where she visited those who benefit from E.T.A.F.’s work and services. And Jackson, who called out “Nazi white-supremacist jerks” during her appearance at the V.M.A.s earlier this month, told the crowd that she takes inspiration from her godmother’s own activist history.
“She was passionate, she was outspoken,” Paris said. “She was a real badass . . . So, here we are 30 years later, living under a president who lost the popular vote and has proven himself to have the compassion and empathy of a dead flashlight battery. His budget proposes slashing health-care funding for HIV and AIDS worldwide. So, now here I am hearing my godmother’s voice urging me to be heard and not allow all that’s been accomplished in finding a cure to fall by the wayside.”
http://www.instyle.com/celebrity/paris-jackson-elizabeth-taylor-aids-epidemic
Michael Jackson – A Closeted Artist
Posted on November 28, 2013by Royal Rosamond Press
This morning, I discovered Michael Jackson was an artist. I had read that his close friend, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, encouraged this Pop Star to collect art as she had done. Liz’s great uncle, Howard Young, had no children, and I believe he willed his amazing collection to her. Howard was married to Mabel Rosemond, the sister of Liz’s grandmother, Elizabeth Mary Rosemond. Add to this the marital union with the Getty and Benton family, and my families literary and artistic legacy, then here is the foremost Artistic Dynasty in the world, that rivals what the Habsburgs and de Medici achieved in many generations.
In 1987, my aunt and uncle, June and Vincent Rice, left most of their kindred a half million dollars in a Trust. With my portion I have been able to concentrate on my long genealogical and historic research that has established my kindred in the annals of Art k
In looking at Michael’s art, I get a true idea of what his dream was. I believe he wanted to be like Walt Disney. His drawing of George Washington, the Wright Brother’s plane, and the White House, suggest a Disney theme of America – and all that is good and democratic.
Like my Janke kindred, Michael built his own theme park, a Never Never Land where the youth he – and Liz – never had, could be set free. Liz is kin to the artist Thomas Hart Benton, whose paintings are The American Landscape that Walt captured just a part of in his fantasies. Howard Young was a good friend of President Eisenhower. Most artists are patriots.
Jon Presco
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/jane-chafin/thomas-hart-benton-an-ame_b_866203.html
Closeted Artist
Until now, Michael Jackson’s art collection was shrouded in mystery. It was said to be stuck in a legal dispute over possession. Then, people speculated that buyers such as Cirque du Soleil’s Guy Laliberté were interested. It’s been valued at the staggering (and slightly unbelievable) sum of $900 million.
“Then we met, and spent more and more time with each other, and just became really good friends. Told each other everything,” Taylor said in 2006.
They bonded over their “horrible” childhoods, which she said was destroyed by becoming famous as kids. Indeed, Taylor achieved fame at age 12 in National Velvet, Jackson began his career at the age of 5 as the lead singer of the Jackson 5.
One crucial fact: Jackson’s art collection isn’t art by other people — it’s mainly drawings and paintings that he created himself. So what does that art look like?
Yesterday, LA Weekly was the first to visit the (until now) top-secret Santa Monica Airport hangar that Jackson used as his studio and art storehouse. The collection is currently owned by Brett-Livingstone Strong, the Australian monument builder and Jackson’s art mentor through the years, in conjunction with the Jackson estate.
Though the entire art collection has been mired in disputes and battles for rights, Strong claims that he is working with everybody — the family, the estate, as well as others — to exhibit and publish as much of Jackson’s work as possible.
According to Strong, he and Jackson formed an incorporated business partnership in 1989, known as the Jackson-Strong alliance. This gave each partner a fifty-percent stake in the other’s art. In 2008, Strong says, Jackson requested that his attorney sign the rights to Jackson’s portion of the art over to Strong. Now, Strong is beginning to reveal more and more of the art as he goes ahead with Jackson’s dream of organizing a museum exhibit.
Shannon Cottrell
Some of Jackson’s original drawings hanging on the wall. Prints of these were donated to the L.A. Children’s Hospital.
Strong gave us a tour of the hangar, beginning with the Michael Jackson monument that Strong and Jackson co-designed several years ago. It’s perhaps bombastic, but designed with good intentions and the rabid Jackson fan in mind. Strong explains, “He wanted his fans to be able to get married at a monument that would have all of his music [in an archive, and playing on speakers], to inspire some of his fans.”
The current design is still in the works, but it’s conceived as an interactive monument — fans who buy a print by Jackson will receive a card in the mail. They can scan this card at the monument, and then have a computer organize a personal greeting for them, or allow them to book it for weddings. Jackson initially thought it would be perfect for Las Vegas, but Strong says that Los Angeles might have the honor of hosting it — apparently, Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa recently paid a visit and made a few oblique promises.
Shannon Cottrell
The Michael Jackson monument mock-up, featuring miniature pilgrims and a bridal couple
As for Jackson’s art, the contents of the hangar barely scratched the surface of the collection, as Strong estimates Jackson’s total output at 150 to 160 pieces. A few large pieces hanging on the walls had been donated as reproductions to the L.A. Children’s Hospital last Monday, along with other sketches and poems.
Elizabeth Taylor, Michael Jackson, Elvis Presley and Bob Marley may be dead, but they’re still making a hell of a lot more money than most people living! Forbes has released the annual report of the world’s top-earning celebrities and along with Peanuts creator Charles Schultz, all of the people mentioned above are in the top five. The big news is that Elizabeth Taylor, who passed away in March of 2011, has amassed enough wealth this year to dethrone the King of Pop after two years on top. Taylor’s estate has accumulated $210 million in 2012, while MJ only brought in a measly $145 million. There’s a good chance he’ll be back on top next year though. He owns 50% of the Sony/ATV publishing catalog, which will provide income for years to come. Taylor, on the other hand, received a $184 million bump this year from a London auction of her jewelry and art. Here’s the entire dead celeb line-up with how much money they’ve made over the last 12 months: 1. Elizabeth Taylor – $210 million 2. Michael Jackson – $145 million 3. Elvis Presley – $55 million 4. Charles Schultz – $37 million 5. Bob Marley – $17 million 6. John Lennon – $12 million 7. Marilyn Monroe – $10 million 8. Albert Einstein – $10 million 9. Theodor Geisel (a.k.a. Dr. Suess) – $9 million 10. Steve McQueen – $8 million 11. Bettie Page – $8 million 12. Richard Rogers (song writer) – $6 million 13. George Harrison – $5.5 million – See more at: http://perezhilton.com/2012-10-26-elizabeth-taylor-michael-jackson-top-earning-dead-celebrities#sthash.4TmokXYL.dpuf
But Jackson also created portraits: a small sketch of Paul McCartney, and a large drawing of George Washington, created as Strong was working with the White House to commemorate the bicentennial of the Constitution back in 1987. He also sketched self-portraits — one as a humorous four-panel drawing charting his growing-up process, and a darker one that depicts him as a child cowering in a corner, inscribed with a sentence reflecting on his fragility.
As an artist, Jackson preferred using wax pencils, though Strong adds, “He did do a lot of watercolors but he gave them away. He was a little intimidated by mixing colors.” Some surviving pencils are archived in the hangar; Strong moves over to a cabinet on the far wall of the hangar and pulls out a ziploc bag containing a blue wax pencil, a white feathered quill and a white glove that Jackson used for drawing.
Jackson turned to art as times got hard for him. “His interest in art, in drawing it, was just another level of his creativity that went on over a long period of time,” Strong says. “It was quite private to him. I think he retreated into it when he was being attacked by those accusations against him.” The sketches and drawings certainly reveal an extremely sensitive creator, though it’s clear that Jackson also had a sense of humor.
Jackson’s art was kept under wraps for such a long time simply because of the pedophilia scandal, which erupted right around the time that he was looking for a way to publicize the works. “A lot of his art was going to be exhibited 18 years ago. Here’s one of his tour books, where he talks about exhibiting art. He didn’t want it to be a secret,” Strong says, pointing at a leaflet from the 1992 Dangerous World Tour.
Shannon Cottrell
Strong and Jackson wearing matching leather and velvet jackets, celebrating their artistic alliance.
Prior to that period, Jackson and Strong had met and become fast friends. This marked the beginning of Strong’s mentorship, in which he encouraged Jackson to create bigger paintings and drawings, and exhibit his work. The idea behind their Jackson-Strong Alliance was that Strong would help Jackson manage and exhibit his art. Notably, the alliance birthed Strong’s infamous $2 million portrait of Michael Jackson entitled The Book, the only known portrait Jackson ever sat for.
In 1993, everything blew up. At the time, Jackson and Strong were both on the board of Big Brothers of Los Angeles (now known as Big Brothers Big Sisters), a chapter of the national youth mentoring organization established in L.A. by Walt Disney and Meredith Willson. They had planned out a fundraising campaign involving Jackson’s art. Strong explains, “We thought that if we would market [his art] in limited edition prints to his fans, he could support the charities that he wanted to, rather than have everybody think that he was so wealthy he could afford to finance everybody.” When the pedophilia scandal erupted, Disney put a freeze on the project. The artwork stayed put, packed away from public eyes in storage crates.
Jackson’s sketch of the White House doors, to which he added the following quote from John Adams: “I pray heaven to bestow the best of blessings on this house and all that shall inhabit it. May none but honest and wise men [MJ’s addition:] or women rule under this roof.”
We’ll leave you with Strong’s own description of Jackson at work, during the time where they shared a studio in a house in Pacific Palisades:
He was in a very light and happy mood most of the time. He would have the oldies on, and sometimes he’d hear some of his Jackson Five songs. He’d kind of move along to that, but most of the time he would change it and listen to a variety of songs. He liked classical music. His inspiration to create was that he loved life, and wanted to express his love of life in some of these simple compositions.
I came to the studio one day, and we had a Malamute. I came into the house, and I heard this dog barking and thought, Wow, I wonder what that is. I go into the kitchen, and I couldn’t help but laugh when I see Michael up in the pots and pans in the middle of the center island. He’s holding a pen and paper and the dog is running around the island and barking at him, and he says, “He wants to play! He wants to play!” He’s laughing, and I’m laughing about it as I’m thinking to myself, “I’m wondering how long he’s been up there.”
http://blogs.laweekly.com/arts/2011/08/michael_jacksons_art_revealed.php?page=4
Dame Elizabeth’s “love affair with jewelry” has often overshadowed her equally magnificent collection of Impressionist art. Incredibly rare paintings by Picasso, Utrillo, Degas, Rouault, Monet, Pissaro, Renoir, Mary Cassatt, Modigliani, Vlaminck, van Gogh, Frans Hals, Matisse, Cézanne, Cassatt, Rembrandt, Erté and Frans Hals have all hung on the walls of Dame Elizabeth’s grand homes, on land or at sea.
http://dameelizabethtaylor.com/photos/albums/userpics/10001/scan0119.jpgElizabeth grew up with an understanding and appreciation for fine art. Her father, Francis Taylor, was an art dealer with a gallery located at 35 Old Bond Street in London. He learned the business under the tutelage of his uncle, Howard Young. After relocating with his family to sunny California during the war, Francis opened an art gallery at the Château Elysée, but quickly relocated it to the more impressive Beverly Hills Hotel. It was at that location that such celebrities as Howard Duff, Vincent Price, James Mason, Alan Ladd, Hedda Hopper, and Greta Garbo could be found selecting art for their own collections. Francis Taylor was also a trendsetter; responsible for the popularity of Augustus John in the United States. Francis, who had a keen eye, asked John if he could buy some of the paintings John had discarded. John felt they weren’t good enough to sell, and gave them to Francis free of charge. They were sold back at the art gallery in the States, where Augustus John paintings would be sold exclusively for many years. Francis would soon find an art connoisseur in his daughter, Elizabeth, who would amass one of the great private collections of Impressionist art in America.
One of her first big pieces was one by Frans Hals, given to by Francis on the occasion of her marriage to Nicky Hilton. Elizabeth owns several other Hals, including “Portrait of a Man”.
Elizabeth’s collection of art, like her collection of jewelry, grew during her brief but passionate marriage to the great Mike Todd. During this time, Todd, who was also an art connoisseur, purchased painting by Degas, Utrillo, and Vuillar from the collection of Aly Khan for a reported cost of $71,428. “They’ll think I’m crazy when they hear about this in Hollywood,” Todd joked. “Paying that much for pictures that don’t even move.” Once, while Elizabeth was hospitalized, Todd decorated the walls of her sterile hospital room with paintings by Renoir, Pissarro, and Monet (Todd even unintentionally punctured the Van Gogh with a pencil, but Elizabeth’s uncle, Howard Young, was able to mend it). “He knew how much I loved paintings. He loved paintings, too, but instead of buying himself the paintings, he’d buy them for me,” Elizabeth remembered. The Todds were generous with their collection; even loaning pieces to the Los Angeles County Art Museum.
Elizabeth continued to collect valuable art during her marriage to Richard Burton, and they together acquired many fabulous paintings. Bidding on behalf of his daughter, Francis Taylor purchased Vincent van Gogh’s “Lunatic Asylum, St. Remy” at Sotheby’s (and as a belated birthday present, Francis Taylor purchased for Elizabeth a Utrillo at the same auction). The painting, which was being sold from the collection of Alfred Woolf, was auctioned for £92,000. She would later try (unsuccessfully) to part with the painting for $20 million.
Elizabeth once described her home as “such a cozy, sweet place with bits and pieces around—bits and pieces of Renoir—and, you know, things that make it homey.” All joking aside, like the joy her famous collection of jewelry has brought her, Elizabeth’s paintings serve as memories of incredible times from a bygone era, and the loved ones she shared them with.
Francis Taylor (December 28, 1897 – November 20, 1968) was an American art dealer and father of the actress Elizabeth Taylor.
He was born Francis Lenn Taylor in Springfield, Illinois, the son of Francis Marion Taylor (1860–1946) and Elizabeth Mary Rosemond (1869–1937). The family later moved to Arkansas City, Kansas.
Francis began dealing in art in New York City for a wealthy in-law, Howard Young.[citation needed]
Taylor married stage actress Sara Sothern (whose real name was Sara Viola Warmbrodt and was also from Arkansas City) in 1926 in New York.[citation needed] They were the parents of Howard Taylor (born 1929) and Elizabeth Taylor (1932–2011), who became a famous movie actress.
Within a few years of his marriage, Taylor was transferred to Young’s art gallery in London, England, where he and Sara lived several years, and where their children were born. At the outbreak of Britain’s involvement in World War II, they returned to the United States.
Taylor later ran an art gallery in Beverly Hills, California.[citation needed]
He died at age 70 in Los Angeles, California. He is interred beside his widow in Westwood Village Memorial Park Cemetery, Westwood, California.[1]
Edith Sedgwick Kin To Henry Brevoort
Posted on February 2, 2020 by Royal Rosamond Press
My God! What have the Nine Muses wrought?! I just discovered via Henry Brevoort’s letters to Washington Irving, that Henry is related to Eidth Sedgewick, Andy Warhol’s Muse. My kindred, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, was Andy’s Muse. Rena Easton is/was Christine Rosamond and my Muse. Donald Trump – stiffed Andy! This is…The Greatest New York Story – ever! The king of new York – is defiled! Long live Andy and Edith!
If you want to read a great book, read ‘Edith’ who was born into the Bluest Boston Blood, and ends up getting vitamin shots from Doctor Feelgood!
Robert Brevoort Buck is guilty of legal maleficence. He comes from one of America’s foremost literary and historic families – that he knew nothing about! Yet, he launches his law firm against Rosamond’s brother, teacher, family historian, and genealogist.
Andy knew who his muses were. He is the most famous artist to work in New York, that was once known as New Amsterdam. I want to sue Donald Trump for political maleficence, and for destroying the reputation of the Republican Party founded by John and Jessie Benton. I will be looking at the Bi-laws, and the ethical guidelines for a candidate, in hope I can get the greatest fraud to come out of New York – disqualified!
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Trump Stiffs Andy – With Liz
Posted on January 28, 2017by Royal Rosamond Press
Trump stiffed Andy Warhol who did several famous images of my kin, Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor. We share the same great grandfather, James Rosamond, who was the brother of Captain Samuel Rosamond, the Patriot. Liz would be happy to have known about her all American family who immigrated from Ireland. She did not know her cousin was the famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, who married into the Benton family of American artists. This history and genealogy was compiled by Jimmy (James) Rosamond, and myself after Christine and Liz, died. Jimmy descends from James.
My late father and Trump are like twins. Vic hated art, but became a player and partner of Christine, as did Larry Chazen, a CEO of Noble Oil. Rick Perry is on the board of the pipe company that is fighting the Sioux. Chazen is a partner of the Getty oil family who own one of the largest art collections in the world. Trump owns no original art, and defunded the National Endowment of the Arts. Not since the Medicis and Habsburgs, have we seen such a cluster.
Warhol was fascinated with the rich, powerful, and famous. My family tie to Trump is thru art. My credibility and stock – is thru the roof, thanks to Trump becoming President. This blog is a historic prophecy, and Bohemian archive. I prepared the way for the coming of Trump – the real Mad Man! If he had not been elected, then my family and ex-friends could go back to ignoring me. This an Cultural Reboot. Protestors are at our airports fighting for deportees and refugees. Christine’s place in the rea art world, has been secured. This is what she wanted. She headed a Women’s Movement in the 70s.
Here is Christine Rosamond’s ‘Denim and Silk’. She looks like Elfin Muse.
Trump and the extreme-right are going to do even more crazy and dangerous things. They are very destructive. Someday, this blog will be the stepping stones for the – return to sanity! It will be a famous art lesson for future generations who are making history in the streets! A new pertinence is being constructed before our eyes!
Trump is the No.1 enemy of art, and just about everything else. If he met Julia Childes, he would scarf down her food at the studio, then barf it out in the parking lot, making sure that was caught on film. In the world according to Trump, most people are con-artists, fakes, crooked ‘The Enemy’. What he really thinks about evangelicals, is waiting in the wings. Trump is ‘The Lawnmower Man’. For this reason, I and may others, may not have anything to say because he is altering reality at an incredible rate. We find little time to do things that used to amuse us. Why go to a movie, when you got a marathon thriller on T.V. – for free! Trump is a great teacher! All the lessons I have been blogging, now make sense in every blatant action he takes. He is Trump College. Learn how to be a Bohemian by opposing him at every turn. Fight fire, with fire!
“Hell no! We won’t go!”
“I’ve always felt that a lot of modern art is a con, and that the most successful painters are often better salesmen and promoters than they are artists.”
This is to say, artists are like Trump, rather then like other artists. Trump is the artist’s, artist. There can only be one winner – and one Trump! He is not going to let anyone -play! He owns all the toys. Trump is…….The Supreme Creator! He only pretended he was going to let his daughter in, let her steer the ship of state. Ivanka has a minor collection of New York Artists. I will be contacting her.
Rosamond was more than a Popular Artist. Her images of Beautiful Liberated Women, were Protest Posters that millions of women hung on the walls of their abodes. My heart stood still as I beheld my new muses long eyelashes. Here is Simone Rosamond. She told me she got them from her mother.
The Rose of the World is our Lady Liberty that stands in New York Harbor holding up a light for the whole world to see these words, her words……..The Mother of Exiles!
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
Jon Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Copyright 2017
http://www.sedgwick.org/na/families/robert1613/ged/d0013/f0002687.html
http://www.archive.org/stream/cu31924022056786/cu31924022056786_djvu.txt
Acknowledgments are also due to another member of the Brevoort family, Mrs. Robert Sedgwick, through whom have been secured excerpts from letters written by her grand- mother Margaret, who was the sister of Henry Brevoort and who became the wife of Pro- fessor James Renwick. Margaret Brevoort was a charming correspondent, and the Editor has been glad to utilize in his pages passages from these lively and characteristic letters. The publishers desire also to express their appreciation of Mrs. Sedgwick’s courtesy in PUBLISHERS’ NOTE placing at their service the portrait by Jarvis of Mrs. Renwick, now in the home of her great-granddaughter, Mrs. Sedgwick; and of Mr. Kane’s similar courtesy in regard to the portrait by Rembrandt Peale of Henry Brevoort. These portraits are now for the first time reproduced.
Many personages known to fame are present in the next letter, written June 24**^, 1813, at London, where Brevoort, accompanied by Peter Irving, had arrived a fortnight earlier. Distinguished women figure preponderantly in these pages. Brevoort meets Joanna Bailey and Miss Edgeworth; sees, at Drury Lane Theatre, the great Madame de Stael with her “very reverend black beard and fea- tures that correspond to it”; hears Mrs. Siddons read the whole play of Hamlet; describes Madame D’Arblay whose Evelina, now almost forgotten, vied in popularity with the works of her rival French novelists. His words concerning the sublimity of Mrs. Siddons’ art, when “the theatre echoed with sobs and shrieks and ‘Bravos,’” recall the emotional power of that supreme tragic ac- tress of England ; and this intense scene finds an amusing contrast in the following para-
They were one of the great romances of the 1960s. Pop art’s golden couple, even if silver was their signature color. Romeo and Juliet with kink. Andy Warhol and Edie Sedgwick. The two were opposites. Were, in fact, radically, diametrically, almost violently opposed. So how could the attraction between them have been other than irresistible? She was the beauty to his beast, the princess to his pauper, the exhibitionist to his voyeur. They were also, of course, opposite sexes, which should have made their pairing all the more inevitable, only it did, well, the opposite since he preferred the same. As impediments to heterosexual unions go, homosexual impulse is a biggie. Edie got around it, though, no problem because she intuited that Andy’s gayness was incidental. Fundamental was Andy’s narcissism. No, fundamental was Andy’s frustrated narcissism. He was the boy who didn’t like what he saw when he gazed into the pool, and thus was doomed, in a permanent state of unfulfilled desire. Edie’s method of seduction was to take her shoulder-length dark hair, chop it off, bleach it a metallic shade of blond so that it matched his wig, and dress herself in the striped boatnecked shirts that had become his uniform. In other words, to turn herself into the reflection of his dreams. At long last—oh, rapture! oh, ecstasy!—his self-love was requited.
Until it wasn’t. Andy and Edie’s mutual platinum obsession lasted not quite one calendar year. In 1965 she was his leading lady in 10 movies, give or take. (Andy couldn’t bring himself to be organized enough for a filmography un-rife with holes and question marks.) Their final official movie, Lupe, released more than half a century ago, in 1966, began when Andy offered writer Robert Heide a sole directive: “I want something where Edie commits suicide at the end.” This line, delivered in his usual uninflected, unemphatic tone, is chilling, something that the villain in a Hitchcock thriller, one of those immaculately amoral gentleman-monsters, might have said. Or it would be if there hadn’t been heat beneath the frost, a passion that smoldered before it burned, turned fatal.
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