In Which Several Men Wear White Wigs...

The gathering Friday was great! The walls were covered with foil, and there wasn't much of a choice at the open bar (haaaaayy!), but I got a lot of pictures of the scene at World of Wonder.

It was really crowded - there's probably no artist that has attracted so many people both during his life and after his death than Andy Warhol. The title of the event was "Andy Warhol: Dead at 21". Much of the artwork on display was inspired by Warhol's persona, artwork and films, and featured appropriations of his ideas. Pretty interesting night. Mary Woronov - a Factory actress, B/underground movie phenomenon, and writer - read from her new book about her days with Warhol. I first met her when I joined the staff of Artillery Magazine (see links list), and not only is she super nice, she's a very good writer.

After we left, we walked up and down Hollywood looking for a bar, me snapping pictures along the way, dipping into the occasional sex shop (yes Mommy, I'm sorry, but I've been in a few sex shops). And only 20 minutes after shooting a pic of one of Angelyne's billboards did we see her turning a corner in her pink Corvette! Christ, I love America.

*ADDENDUM* Click here to see pics from that night...

Soon our feet began to cry out in agony, so we went to The Abbey. And let me just say, I think I know why I love the gay bars in West Hollywood - I can be ME and it's safe too! Dreamgirls was playing on the flatscreens. Much better than the anime/hermaphrodite/rape-porn that was up the last time I was there. We danced a little too, but mainly got cranky when people had the audacity to dance in front of the screen while the movie was playing.

So, that was my weekend. Except I was accidentally in a movie yesterday.

Okay, the story is this: I was driving through downtown to a job site - catering for a Vogue event - when I got to a place where everyone in LA it seems had to detour because the street was closed for film shooting. It was taking way too long, so I decided to park at a meter and walk before I was too late. All the extras were milling around, and nobody stopped me, so I was just walking down the sidewalk trying to get through to the other side when I heard "ACTION!"

My eyes widened as the extras started their sidewalk foot-traffic action, so I kept walking as if I were in the production also. Good thing I blended in.

Two actors were running across the street - probably away from a bad guy - while a prop charter bus looked like it was about to run them down.

When I reached the other end of the set, I heard "CUT!", and just barely registered the fact that I had whisked right past Ryan Gosling, who was on his cell phone. He was excellent in Half Nelson, by the way.

I don't think this film will be set in Los Angeles, because you never see that much pedestrian traffic here.

Okay, that was my weekend, I promise.

If you get a chance, grab a copy of the current Artillery issue - I just finished it this morning and I really enjoyed it.

1 comment:

  1. I love your blog, but I prefer Uta Hagen and Lena Horne over Andy Warhol, as far as, GREAT artists' goes...