Hollywood actress Samantha Morton has directed this freshly dropped video for The Kills. Here it is. What it is: a gussied up Alison Mosshart mugging at the camera and it really looks like an Andy Warhol screen test. Then, the guy who is banging Kate Moss shows up. Read more »
The Velvet Underground have filed legal papers against the Andy Warhol Foundation in Manhattan, claiming that the foundation has been illegally licensing their iconic banana and it’s their banana, their banana, damn it! Read more »
French expat Ultra Violet rolled around quite a few of Andy Warhol’s Factory films and she fucked Salvador Dalí, so this 75-year-old artist’s got star rep. Now the rebel Catholic girl turned godless Superstar turned Mormon has a submission for the 9/11 Ground Zero museum. It’s a 9/11, specifically, a 10-foot-tall IXXI. Read more »
Check the careful bureaucrat speak in this 1965 letter from Andy Warhol‘s landlord about the the loud, dirty, suspicious, off-hours activities at the Factory on 47th street. “We feel that a congregation of the number of people such as you have had may be contrary to various applicable governmental rules and regulations,” tsssk tsssk. Read more »
Yesterday, Christie’s Rockfeller Center salesroom “booed and hissed, applauded and laughed” in an “epic 16 minute bidding battle” for Andy Warhol’s Self-Portrait, 1963-64. Oh journalists, I do declare, that sounds most riveting indeed… but looks kinda womp womp on video. Hmm. Maybe I’m spoiled after that Orgy of the Rich at Sotheby’s. Anywho, some proper person took home Mr. Photo Booth Mug for $38.4 million because Andy’s still hot hot hot. Will New Yorkers ever stop worshiping Warhol? Judging by the sacrificial pile of Campbell’s Tomato Soup cans at the feet of his chrome monument in Union Square, neve-e-e-e-er.
The U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement is very excited to regale you with the following tale of international intrigue: In 2007, an Arizonian bought an Andy Warhol silkscreen of Mick Jagger, signed by the artist and the Stone, in the Buenos Aires antique district. “Unbeknownst to him,” it was an original. Read more »
The Andy Monument by Rob Pruitt was unveiled in Union Square yesterday near The Factory’s ghost of LSD-sprinkled Lou, Bob ‘n’ Edie screen tests and orgies or what not. Born of a combination of live model digital scanning and hand sculpting, Andy Warhol will be kinging there for six months. Read more »
Normally when artwork is damaged, you’d assume the price would be discounted, but not if it’s a bullet-hole caused by the late great Dennis Hopper’s gun. The Warhol print of Mao Zedong sold at auction for $302,500. Its pre-sale estimate was between $20,000 and $30,000. As the story goes, he stumbled into his own one night on what must have been a binge of some pretty good drugs and thought the image of the Chinese leader was staring at him, so he shot it.
Jeff Koons’s metallic hemorrhoid and Andy Warhol’s soup porn sold big at Christie’s auctions Pop Art garage sale this week, which raked in loot totaling $273 million. The biggest banked item? A ’64 Roy Lichtenstein Ohhh … Alright … that sold for $42.6 million. As in, ohhh, alright, I give up. Gerhard Richter’s candle pair painting was beautiful, though not unique. Still, I’m glad my massive yawn-induced eye roll landed on its calming fuzzy flames.
Marketing henchmen have perused the tomes of Andy Warhol’s diaries and ta-da – here come the many-hued bottles of Dom Pérignon in tribute to the Pop Art hustler at $150 a pop. In 1981, Warhol wrote something about his stash of 2,000 bottles of the haute bubbly. He wasn’t there to harvest the time capsule in the year 2000, but being dead can’t stop Andy from making moneys by association. A toast to hype immortal! Clink-clink-ka-ching!





































