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August 18, 2010
As advertising becomes art and art becomes advertising, it’s only fitting that our little Peggy runs into a downtown artiste eager to tell her all about Andy Warhol and real art.
He painted soup cans and celebrity and ruled over the In Crowd with an iron fist, but in the mid-60s the Pittsburgh born Warhol was creator, owner, and social director of the Factory, a raw performance, art, and film space at fifth floor at 231 East 47th Street. Warhol used the Factory as a base for creating art, much of it for outrageous profit—silkscreened prints designed by Warhol and executed by assistants for upwards of $20,000 each.
House band The Velvet Underground regularly entertained slumming celebrities and bohemian hangers-on, and Warhol girls like Edie Sedgwick were always around to appear in films like Haircut no. 1, Screen Tests, and Blow Job (it plays out pretty much like you think it does) that were made and screened at the Factory.
Would that Peggy’s haughty new nude-photographer acquaintance remember that Warhol, the artist he so wishes to emulate, worked in advertising in the 1950s!

Footnote by Angela Serratore

As advertising becomes art and art becomes advertising, it’s only fitting that our little Peggy runs into a downtown artiste eager to tell her all about Andy Warhol and real art.

He painted soup cans and celebrity and ruled over the In Crowd with an iron fist, but in the mid-60s the Pittsburgh born Warhol was creator, owner, and social director of the Factory, a raw performance, art, and film space at fifth floor at 231 East 47th Street. Warhol used the Factory as a base for creating art, much of it for outrageous profit—silkscreened prints designed by Warhol and executed by assistants for upwards of $20,000 each.

House band The Velvet Underground regularly entertained slumming celebrities and bohemian hangers-on, and Warhol girls like Edie Sedgwick were always around to appear in films like Haircut no. 1, Screen Tests, and Blow Job (it plays out pretty much like you think it does) that were made and screened at the Factory.

Would that Peggy’s haughty new nude-photographer acquaintance remember that Warhol, the artist he so wishes to emulate, worked in advertising in the 1950s!

Footnote by Angela Serratore

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