Catherine D. Anspon
- August 09, 2013
This is one compleano that we’ll never forget. August 6 is the birthday of the incomparable Andy Warhol, the Slovak kid from Pittsburgh who went on to become the 20th -century’s most game-changing artists. Here’s a rare archival pic of Andy, circa mid-1980s, at Texas Gallery, Houston, penning bon mots on the cover of Interview magazine, snapped by adroit hometown lensman Suzanne Paul.
Warhol was also a favorite of the de Menils, and there’re all sorts of tantalizing Texas tie-ins throughout the artist’s career. Ask Fredericka Hunter for her stories. Another news flash about the Pop King — we just learned of the existence of an underknown trove of paintings and memorabilia, in Warhol City, Medzilabroce, Slovakia, billed as the second largest collection worldwide after Pittsburgh's Warhol museum, thanks to the magnificence of the artist’s family in Pennsylvania whose surname incidentally is Warhola. Check it out: warholcity.com; our publisher, Jim Kastleman, just visited and reports back that this Eastern European museum is the real deal. Fascinating.
Meanwhile, two personal Warhol stories to offer: Andy and I share the same summer job as college students; we both worked for the venerable Joseph Horne’s department store in downtown Pittsburgh, he in window design, and yours truly, decades after Andy, on the sales floor. And coincidentally my sister had the same art teacher, the legendary Mr. Fitzpatrick who taught them both, again, decades apart, at the Carnegie Institute in the museum’s free Saturday classes for gifted area art students.
I’m going to search for cake today, but it’s gotta be shaped like a soup can. And next time you’re in New York, make tracks to 57 E. 66th Street, to lay flowers at the doorstep of a neat red brick townhouse, Monsieur Warhol’s home for nearly 15 years. Did you get the significance of the street number?