The Land of Warhol

The 1960s were a simple time.  A man could staple tin foil to the walls of an abandoned tenement in Chelsea and become an overnight sensation.  After the vigorous scrubbing of 1950s mainstream culture, I suppose people wanted some dirt, some depravity, and a whole lot of drugs.  Kind of like the grunge scene if all the musicians hadn’t been smoking pot since they were twelve.

What would a factory party be without photos?  Undocumented squatting?  A rave populated by 30 and 40 year olds?  You decide.




It’s like Andy shoved the entire cast of ‘Mad Men’ into a pan of Jiffy Pop.  Thank god for that one fan.  People could be getting contact highs.










The now cliche phrase “I’ll have what she’s having” comes to mind as I gaze at this giddy Edie Sedgwick.  Hint: that’s not vodka in her glass, it’s liquid LSD.









This is good guys, but I don’t think its quite gay enough.  Can you make the pose more gay?  By “gay” I mean “homosexual” and by “homosexual” I mean “I better get to lay the hottie in the white suit for taking this picture of Andy Warhol holding a camera.”










This is actually an awesome image of the poster for ‘Chelsea Girls.’  OK, maybe Andy knew something after all.  From the concept to the girl’s facial expression, this is one amazing piece of photography/collage work.  This will definitely serve as inspiration for me the next time I get stuck on a project.









Featured Image:  Candy Darling, aka James Slattery, circa 1960-something.  She was killed before age 30 by illegal and unsafe hormone treatments she administered to herself,.  No legal treatment for transgendered people was available in the US at that time.  A tragic reminder that although authorities will always deem certain behavior ‘unnatural,’, society can not sanction an individual’s honest experience in the world.  In other words:  accept people for who they are, and more importantly, who they want to be.