Showing posts with label Andy Warhol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Andy Warhol. Show all posts

06 December, 2010

Saturday Night Fever:


"I had a lot of dates but I decided to stay home and dye my eyebrows."

by Andy Warhol

16 June, 2010

On Death:

"I never think that people die. They just go to department stores."
by Andy Warhol

08 May, 2010

Magister Dixit:

"Don't pay any attention to what they write about you. Just measure it in inches."

by Andy Warhol

17 July, 2009

Burton on Warhol:

After attending Le Bal Proust that Marie-Hélène de Rothschild gave in 1971 at her Château de Ferrières, Richard Burton - two times Elizabeth Taylor's husband -, who surprisingly was a very good diarist, observed on the man sitting opposite to him at the party:



"He looked like a cadaver when still and a failure of plastic surgery when he moved which was seldom. He was eye-brown-less and eye-lash-less and atrociously wigged or dyed with snow-white hair at the front of his head and to the crown, and nondescript brownish, rather like mine, hair at the back. His face was hideously pasted with make-up and had odd lumps on it, a face made of putty by an inept child"

Only then he was told that the curious man was Andy Warhol...

04 June, 2009

"I am indebted to my father for living, but to my teacher for living well."
by Alexander the Great

03 June, 2009

Back to Basics

Party Animal

"I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumors to my dogs."

by Andy Warhol