We had a feeling Thomas Kinkade’s estranged widow wouldn’t be too thrilled when Amy Pinto-Walsh, who claims to have been The Painter of Hype’s live-in girlfriend, spilled the beans about their relationship, the Kinkades’ separation, and the state of Kinkade’s health at the time of his death.
So, we’re hardly surprised to hear that Nanette Kinkade, reports the Los Gatos Patch, is seeking a restraining order against Pinto-Walsh, who, it’s said, told the Patch she wasn’t supposed to talk about what killed Kinkade (although she did anyway, and, it is asserted, intends to say a lot more about a lot of other things), presumably because of a confidentiality agreement Nanette Kinkade’s lawyers say Pinto-Walsh signed more than a year ago.
How very interesting. Does that mean Kinkade and his wife had some sort of agreement themselves — which has been suggested before (i.e.: “[I]n recent years, they lived apart so that Thom could be the ‘free spirit of an artist’”) — that it was perfectly okay for Kinkade to shack up with another woman, as long as nobody found out about it? We have no idea — we’re not privy to anything beyond what we read — but it sounds to us as though the Super-Christian Kinkades were more concerned about preventing negative publicity from damaging the Kinkade Kitsch Empire than they were about abiding by their own, ever-so-sacred marriage vows. (Why, people — particularly those starry-eyed evangelicals who thought they were buying real art from an “artist” “for them” — might think the whole super-duper Christian thing was just a façade! That certainly wouldn’t be good for business, would it?)
Bolstering our opinion is the apparent fact that the sought-after restraining order goes way beyond discussing whether or not Kinkade keeled over from a heart attack (or whether, as has been suggested repeatedly — the possibility of which seems to have even been alluded to by his own brother — he drank himself to death); the Patch says it…
…seeks to prohibit Pinto-Walsh from making statements or engaging in conduct that has the effect of defaming, criticizing, disparaging or discrediting Kinkade, Nanette Kinkade, or any company owned by Kinkade “to appear in a negative light or false light.”
It also seeks to prevent Pinto-Walsh, who is living in the late painter’s Monte Sereno mansion on Ridgecrest Drive, from publishing or assisting in the publishing of any book, article, review, notice, press release, advertisement, public or private communication or report concerning Kinkade, Nanette Kinkade or any company owned by Kinkade.
The order also states it wants to stop Pinto-Walsh from selling, trading, publishing, disclosing, producing, permitting access to or otherwise revealing proprietary information to anyone by means of photocopy, reproduction or electronic media. …
According to court documents, the confidentiality agreement prevents Pinto-Walsh from revealing private confidential information about the Kinkade family and trade secrets held by the Kinkade family businesses, including Windermere Holdings LLC and Pacific Metro LLC, also known as The Thomas Kinkade Company, “which she learned in her role as a personal assistant and companion to Thomas Kinkade.”
Most interesting indeed. And so is the revelation that, according to the court docs the Patch is referring to, Kinkade died April 5, 2012 — not April 6th. Maybe that’s just a typo in the petition, or maybe not. We can’t imagine why a few hours’ difference would change anything… unless Kinkade didn’t die at home or something. But don’t mind us — we’re just thinking out loud, and don’t really believe there’s any conspiratorial conniving going on.
Meanwhile, mark your calendar for April 24th, when Santa Clara County Superior Court Judge Patricia M. Lucas is scheduled to hear the restraining-order petition.
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