The Story of ‘Nicole’s House’…

As well as an abiding interest in the life and legacy of Nicole Brown Simpson, I am also an artist who creates ‘Small Worlds’ of realism and fantasy in 12th scale miniature.

 “I just don’t see how our stories compare -I was so bad because I wore sweats & left shoes around & didn’t keep a perfect house or comb my hair the way you like it – or had dinner ready at the precise moment you walked through the door or that I just plain got on your nerves sometimes.

 I just don’t see how that compares to infidelity, wife beating, verbal abuse -

 I just don’t think everybody goes through this…. I called the cops to save my life whether you believe it or not..”

 These are the harrowing words written by Nicole shortly before her brutal murder on Sunday June 12 1994 in the garden of her Brentwood home in Los Angeles as her two children Justin and Sydney were sleeping.

 Nicole’s former husband O.J. Simpson was subsequently arrested, tried and acquitted of her murder and that of her friend Ronald Goldman in a relentless blaze of publicity the following year.

 I began to read about Nicole shortly after her murder in 1994, she was the focus for the research and publication of my BA thesis in 1999 and I have been reading about her ever since.

 She was also the inspiration behind the creation of my “California style” ocean-front house titled ‘Nicole’s House’ or ‘The Ghost of Brentwood’.

Hallway... Remembering Nicole (Nicole's House)

 In June 1994 and shortly before her brutal murder, Nicole was making plans to leave her home in Brentwood in order to escape the abuse and obsession that had characterised her long relationship with Simpson.

 Only days before her death, Nicole had seen a beach house in Malibu available for rent and she was excited and positive at the prospect of a move there with their children.

 ‘Nicole’s House’ is a House created in 12th scale miniature that tells several narratives:

 A recreation of some of the principle rooms at 875 South Bundy Drive as they were discovered in the early hours of Monday June 13 1994 as the investigation into the murders of Nicole and Ronald Lyle Goldman was underway.

 Additional rooms are created as a tribute to the style and essence of Nicole who loved the style of interior design that has come to typify the “California Look”.

 Finally, as we know that Nicole was planning a move to a beach house in Malibu, ‘Nicole’s House’ is a poignant reminder of “what could have been”.

To follow the story of ‘Nicole’s House’ here on WordPress, simply click on the link: ‘Nicole’s House’ The Ghost of Brentwood…

Thank you for Remembering Nicole!

Bye for now!

Tee

A Poignant Record of a Beating…

Nicole recorded several violent beatings in her haunting diary – and these chilling entries cover the years from 1978 until the couple’s divorce in 1992. Dominique called the tragic log the “hit list.”

“I didn’t know about any of these beatings when they were going on,” and outraged Dominique told The ENQUIRER.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t find out about them until after her death. Since then, people who were friends with O.J. and Nicole have told me all about the hellish abuse she endured at the hands of O.J.”

1978: 1st time after Louis & Nunie Marx anniversary party. Street corner of N.Y., 5th Ave. again Sherry Netherland, 80’s-90’s Called Mother Whore hit me while f****** me.

“This was Nicole’s first documented instance of abuse at the hands of O.J.”, said Dominique. “It took place when they attended an anniversary party for friends Louis and Nunie Marx on the Upper East Side of Manhattan and got into fight outside the couple’s condo.

“O.J. yelled at Nicole, berating her and calling mother a whore. Later that night, O.J. beat Nicole while he had sex with her: If she had left him after that first incident, she’d still be alive today.”

National Enquirer October 31 1995 (2)

1988 Hawaii X-mas. gay man Kissed Justin, threw me against wall threw me on floor. Bruises Window scared me.

O.J. and Nicole spent Christmas 1988 in Hawaii with her family.

“Their son Justin was only four months old at the time,” said Dominique. “Nicole was carrying him in her arms when she stopped to talk with a man, who innocently kissed baby Justin on the top of the head. O.J. became infuriated.

“When he and Nicole got back into their hotel room, he threw a fit. O.J. accused Nicole of endangering their baby by allowing a gay man to kiss Justin.”

The National Enquirer (October 31 1995)

*Nicole’s spelling and punctuation remains unchanged*

National Enquirer October 31 1995

The Impossible Dream of Nicole Brown Simpson The Legacy of Nicole Brown Simpson

‘So Let’s Accept Life As It Is’ Remembering Nicole Brown Simpson

‘You’ve Got It Coming…’

O.J. came to pick up kids at 8.30 p.m. they wanted to stay home cuz I let them organize sleep overs at last minute – thought Daddy wasn’t coming – told O.J. I’d drop them off 1st thing in the a.m.

He said OK then…

National Enquirer October 24 1995 (2)

“You hang up on me last nite, you’re gonna pay for this bitch, you’re holding money from the IRS, you’re going to jail you f—–g c–t. You think you can do any f—–g thing you want, you’ve got it comming  – I’ve already talked to my lawyers about this bitch – they’ll get you for tax evasion bitch. I’ll see to it. You’re not gonna have a f—–g dime left, bitch “etc”

Friday June 3 1994

*Nicole’s spelling and punctuation remains unchanged*

National Enquirer October 24 1995

When we showed the pages to Nicole’s father, Lou Brown, he was shocked that we had been able to track them down.

“That is her personal diary that she kept at her condo,” he said, his voice cracking with emotion. “This is definitely Nicole’s hand-writing.” Returning the document with trembling hands, he refused further comment.

But Nicole’s writings say more about her tortured life than anyone ever could…

Added Dr. Lynn M. Appleton, a Florida Atlantic University sociology professor and expert on domestic violence, “Nicole’s heartbreaking story is typical of what thousands of women suffer every day in America.

“She left behind a testament that will give a battered women a new voice in the battle against domestic violence.”

Alan Butterfield The National Enquirer (October 25 1995)

‘I Wanted So To Be a Good Wife’ Remembering Nicole Brown Simpson

The Poignant Legacy of Nicole Brown Simpson’s Diary The Legacy of Nicole Brown Simpson

Circa October 3 1995… Remembering Nicole and Ron!

“You won’t know the worst that happened to Nicole Brown Simpson in her marriage, because she is dead and cannot tell you. And if she were alive, remember, you wouldn’t believe her”

Andrea Dworkin

On Tuesday October 3 1995 and after nine months of testimony, 120 witnesses, 45,000 pages of evidence and 1,100 exhibits and a deliberation of less than four hours, a jury of ten women and two men returned a verdict of “Not Guilty” to the charge that O.J. Simpson had murdered Nicole and Ronald Goldman on Sunday June 12 1994.

Failed by the mistakes that occurred during the police murder investigation and the racism of Mark Fuhrman; media saturation and the erroneous reporting, the self-interest of some of the witnesses, the legal posturing and the “DNA Conspiracy Theory”, Nicole was also failed by a jury who chose not believe her earlier words of despair:

“He’s going to kill me, he’s going to kill me”

Nicole Brown Simpson Drawing (January 1 1989)

Nineteen years later and I can still recall hearing that verdict on my car radio as I drove from York with my family on a cold, dark afternoon with a feeling that some dreadful injustice had occurred.

Nicole was a victim of domestic violence, abused and battered by the man she loved during their life together and despite his repeated declarations of love and his regret at having hurt her in the past, I also believe that on Sunday June 12 1994, he murdered her.

Tee Bylo

 Sources Used: Life and Death Unapologetic Writings on the Continuing War against Women by Andrea Dworkin (Virago Press 1997)

A Fight for the Truth?

Gridiron great Marcus Allen and his wife have split up following a bitter fight with Nicole Simpson, shocked friends reveal.

Marcus’ wife, blonde Nike model Kathy Eickstaedt, fled to her mother’s Los Angeles home after she confronted him about his relationship with O.J. Simpson’s murdered ex-wife, friends say.

“They had a fight and it got very physical,” says and insider. “Marcus shoved Kathy against the wall during a shouting match over this damn O.J. trail – and Marcus’ affair with Nicole.”

A Life in Headlines (August 8 1995)

The marriage had been under increasing pressure since the Kansas City Chief’s running back told his wife he was going to fight a subpoena to testify in the trial, say insiders.

O.J.’s lawyers want him to testify to establish that O.J. forgave him for making love to Nicole, which would prove their client isn’t the insanely jealous lover portrayed by the prosecution.

But Marcus, who has consistently denied any romantic involvement with his friend’s ex-wife, successfully fought a subpoena to testify…

“O.J. had started calling Marcus at his home before he went to Arizona,” the source reveals. “He begged Marcus to testify for him. But Marcus said he didn’t want to jeopardize his marriage by discussing his affair with Nicole…”

The Globe Magazine (August 8 1995)

‘A Last Conversation’

I saw Nic for the last time at Sydney’s First Communion on May 14. I entered the church and there was Nicole, aiming her video camera at Sydney. She was smiling from ear to ear as her daughter received Holy Communion.

We went back to Nicole’s place, where O.J., who was traveling, sent Sydney a singing telegram. Nic and I were both at a crossroads again. She had pretty much made up her mind to stay divorced. And I had just decided to give college another try.

“Nic, it was such a great day,” I told her as I got ready to leave. “I love you.” I kissed her, so glad we had helped each other through a bumpy year. Now we could look forward to sharing the happiness we were sure our decisions would bring.

Redbook Magazine (July 1995)

On May 19, I called Nic to wish her a happy thirty-fifth birthday. She was down with pneumonia. I had sent her a $2 pair of Indian earrings. “I wish I could be with you,” I said. “That’s okay, I’m sooo sick,” she told me. “But I love my earrings. I’ve got them on right now.”

O.J. had given her a bracelet that day – sapphires and diamonds, worth many thousands of dollars. Three days later, she gave it back to him, telling him their marriage was finally, really over.

But she kept the earrings I gave her. She loved those $2 earrings just like I’d loved the $2 barrettes she’d bought me years ago. That was our last conversation.

“We Tried to Save Each Other’s Life” by Tanya Brown with Sheila Weller

Redbook Magazine (July 1995)

‘Ready to Face the Future…’

‘The Loss of Innocence’

‘The Warning Signs…’

‘A Different World’

 

‘A Different World’

My sisters were always my best friends, but being the youngest, I still looked up to them. There was Denise, a Ford model, living and working in New York, and sexy Nicole, living the highlife in L.A. with O.J., while Mini and I were stuck being kids at home in Laguna.

Yet I envied Mini as much as I envied Denise and Nicole. She was so tiny (I had this stomach) and so smart! I felt like the late bloomer – the one who didn’t have a boyfriend at Christmas.

And although my sisters were somewhat reserved, I wore my heart on my sleeve. Still, our mom saw a similarity between me and Nicole. “You and Nicole are so alike,” she’d say. “You’re both either real up or real down.”

Mom felt that Nicole and I were especially tapped into each other, but it would take me a long time to see how true that was. And that heart-on-my-sleeve quality I made fun of in myself I now see as the ability to empathize with people. Nicole showed me I had that capacity.

Redbook Magazine (July 1995)

Since I was so much younger than Nicole, she and I always lived in two different worlds. It was such a treat to be swept into her life.

I remember Nic driving me to San Francisco for my eleventh birthday – in the Porsche O.J. had surprised her with a few years before – to see my first pro football game. We were zooming up the beautiful California coast with the wind in our hair, and I was wearing the Izod sweater and two Crayola barrettes she’d given me for my birthday.

I just loved those dumb barrettes. They must have cost all of $2 but to me they were the neatest jewelry.

“We Tried to Save Each Other’s Lives” by Tanya Brown with Sheila Weller

Redbook Magazine (July 1995)