Brigid's pug walked across the painting I'd just done. He had orange and purple feet. Madame Defarge kept knitting away. Worked till 7:00. I didn't go to dinner with Edmund Gaultney and the people who want to do a portfolio. Hedy and Kent Klineman. She's a friend of Jane Holzer's. But I just get this feeling about it: People finance a portfolio and then start to get nervous and dump all the prints (cab $7).
Home at 10:30. Watched Ann Jillian play Mae West and she was good. They always give them a big love affair, they make that the big thing.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 595. New York: Warner Books.
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Thursday, June 9, 1983
Got up early because I had a 10:00 appointment at the office that Fred had made with Wayne Gretzky of the Oilers (cab $6). When I got there they said that Gretzky had just called and said he was coming right down. Meanwhile Fred who had made this early, early meeting wasn’t there yet. By 12:30 I was still the only one there, and I was mad. I found out from Brigid that the reason Fred was late was because he’d brought home a black girl and she’d Mickey Finn’d him and taken all his watches, so I didn’t yell at him. And finally Gretzky arrived and he was adorable, blond and twenty-two and cute. He doesn’t wear shoulder pads when he plays. I told him he should go into the movies and he said that he was going to be in a Fall Guy and a Tom Selleck. He dates a Canadian singer.
Brigid went up to Jennifer’s graduation from Spence, and I couldn’t go, I disappointed Jennifer, because I had the Gretzky thing and then Iolas to tape. But I called her and told her to bring her father down afterwards for lunch. Sent Brigid out for desserts ($20) and had champagne with Jennifer and her father. And then after they left, that’s when Benjamin told me that her father had been Edie’s psychiatrist! Jennifer didn’t tell her father until a few days ago that she was working here. Jennifer stayed on and worked.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 505-506. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, December 23, 1982
When I walked into the office everyone was in a bad mood. Brigid began putting Christopher down and said that the only Christmas present that everybody at the office would really want is that Chris never come up there again. When I told him about it later he said that maybe he should pay Brigid the $20 he owes her. She did some work for him a few years ago on a project that then he didn't get paid for, so he felt that he didn't have to pay her. And then of course he's cheap, that's really why he didn't pay her. And Robyn was so moody. Jay went home to Milwaukee and he's the only one who might've actually worked.
And Peter Beard called and wanted us to okay a check from Cheryl Tiegs that he was trying to get cashed at Brownies because he wanted to go around the corner to Paragon and buy some sports equipment. So I guess he's being kept by Cheryl. She's really got the bucks, she's got the Sears contract.
And Lorna Luft came down because Liza's giving her her portrait for Christmas. And she had no makeup on and she looked beautiful. She's on the Cambridge diet, and she really is pretty. Her portrait will be like Marilyn. If she just kept her regular brown hair color and her regular looks, she could be a big serious actress. But instead she tries to look the opposite of Liza, to get an identity.
Christmas is so confusing. Jon left for New Hampshire.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 475. New York: Warner Books.
And Peter Beard called and wanted us to okay a check from Cheryl Tiegs that he was trying to get cashed at Brownies because he wanted to go around the corner to Paragon and buy some sports equipment. So I guess he's being kept by Cheryl. She's really got the bucks, she's got the Sears contract.
And Lorna Luft came down because Liza's giving her her portrait for Christmas. And she had no makeup on and she looked beautiful. She's on the Cambridge diet, and she really is pretty. Her portrait will be like Marilyn. If she just kept her regular brown hair color and her regular looks, she could be a big serious actress. But instead she tries to look the opposite of Liza, to get an identity.
Christmas is so confusing. Jon left for New Hampshire.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 475. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, April 29, 1982 [Building photo date match]
Jane Fonda was coming down at 2:00 and I had a beauty class at 1:00. Fred and I had a big fight about the makeup person and he had to go out to cool off. Then he came back. Jane Fonda had her own hairdresser and her own makeup person with her, and she was on crutches and she was oh-so-charming because she was wanting something free. Really charming. She asked about Geraldine Smith and Eric Emerson who she and Vadim once took back to their hotel room with them after meeting them at the Factory. I told her Eric was in heaven and Geraldine was in the the phone book.
I had Brigid stitching away on the new sewing machine I bought because I want to sew my photographs together, but then it turned out that the best sewer is my bodyguard, the ex-marine Agosto, because he worked in a sweatshop in Hawaii before he went into the marines.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 441. New York: Warner Books.
I had Brigid stitching away on the new sewing machine I bought because I want to sew my photographs together, but then it turned out that the best sewer is my bodyguard, the ex-marine Agosto, because he worked in a sweatshop in Hawaii before he went into the marines.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 441. New York: Warner Books.
Sunday, January 10, 1982 [julie payne links still to fix]
Not one phone call. That's what happens after being a big star the night before, not one person called all morning. Finally at 12:45 the phone rang, it was my brother. Brigid called and she said that she'd gone to the Chelsea to see Viva who'd just had her baby.
Called Jon and nobody answered. Jane Holzer called and said she was in Washington with the guy who wrote Shampoo and Chinatown, Robert Towne. His new movie, Personal Best, is about to come out, it's about dyke athletes. They were coming up to New York later and she wanted to have dinner. Anad she said, "Bring your tape because he's so fascinating, so fascinating." I don't know what she was trying to do.
At 10:20 I went to Elaine's (cab $4) and Elaine's fat again! So fat. After all she went through getting thin. Jane was already there with Robert Towne and they had the good table. For the first three hours I hated him. In fact I may still hate him, I'm not sure. He was just that California way. All those words that I hate like "asshole" and "bimbo." "Bimbo" drives me up a wall. He didn't want to tape, he said, because he's been working so hard on "my baby," but he said, "If you want me to, Jane, I'll do it."
His wife Julie was there and she gave up acting for real estate. She's good-looking but just almost at the stage where he'll trade her in. Just almost over the hill. And we were there the whole time and Jane didn't even tell me until she dropped me off that this was John Payne's daughter! I would have had a great time!
Robert Towne talked about "Warren" a lot so I said I'd just seen "Jack" in Aspen. Oh and in the beginning he quoted my line to me about "in the future everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes," only he said "ten minutes" and then it was funny because Mark Rydell the director came over fifteen minutes later and quoted me the same line and he said fifteen minutes and then he and Robert Towne argued over the time and I had to agree with Towne because I was with him. But what does this mean, that they both quoted it? So then I asked him if he'd like to buy the quote for a title and he said (laughs), "No, I like one-word titles best." So then I told him I'd sell him the title "THE" that Tennessee Williams once sold me. He laughed. I thought Jane was paying for dinner but then he did and I was embarrassed. He had a limo and we dropped him at the Carlyle and then Jane dropped me and she told me that she had had an affair with him before he married Julie.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 425-426. New York: Warner Books.
notes: julie payne
http://alligatographe.blogspot.com/2010/01/wild-wild-west-night-of-sudden-death.html
hans conried from the other entry not yet transcribed
Elaine's
Called Jon and nobody answered. Jane Holzer called and said she was in Washington with the guy who wrote Shampoo and Chinatown, Robert Towne. His new movie, Personal Best, is about to come out, it's about dyke athletes. They were coming up to New York later and she wanted to have dinner. Anad she said, "Bring your tape because he's so fascinating, so fascinating." I don't know what she was trying to do.
At 10:20 I went to Elaine's (cab $4) and Elaine's fat again! So fat. After all she went through getting thin. Jane was already there with Robert Towne and they had the good table. For the first three hours I hated him. In fact I may still hate him, I'm not sure. He was just that California way. All those words that I hate like "asshole" and "bimbo." "Bimbo" drives me up a wall. He didn't want to tape, he said, because he's been working so hard on "my baby," but he said, "If you want me to, Jane, I'll do it."
His wife Julie was there and she gave up acting for real estate. She's good-looking but just almost at the stage where he'll trade her in. Just almost over the hill. And we were there the whole time and Jane didn't even tell me until she dropped me off that this was John Payne's daughter! I would have had a great time!
Robert Towne talked about "Warren" a lot so I said I'd just seen "Jack" in Aspen. Oh and in the beginning he quoted my line to me about "in the future everyone will be famous for fifteen minutes," only he said "ten minutes" and then it was funny because Mark Rydell the director came over fifteen minutes later and quoted me the same line and he said fifteen minutes and then he and Robert Towne argued over the time and I had to agree with Towne because I was with him. But what does this mean, that they both quoted it? So then I asked him if he'd like to buy the quote for a title and he said (laughs), "No, I like one-word titles best." So then I told him I'd sell him the title "THE" that Tennessee Williams once sold me. He laughed. I thought Jane was paying for dinner but then he did and I was embarrassed. He had a limo and we dropped him at the Carlyle and then Jane dropped me and she told me that she had had an affair with him before he married Julie.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 425-426. New York: Warner Books.
notes: julie payne
http://alligatographe.blogspot.com/2010/01/wild-wild-west-night-of-sudden-death.html
hans conried from the other entry not yet transcribed
Elaine's
Thursday, February 19, 1981
I wanted to go pass out Interviews but it was too late. I had to meet Christopher Gibbs from England at the office (cab $5.50). Doria Reagan was there, typing away. And they really don't have one Secret Service guy with her, and she could be with baby. I mean, don't they care about the possible grandson?
And Brigid and I are finally going to see Mary Tyler Moore on Monday. She's trying to change her image so she's a problem -- she didn't want to wear rich Halstons for the photos, and she didn't want to come to lunch with the rich Basses and she didn't want to go to rich Quo Vadis for dinner-- she wants us to meet her at John's Pizza Parlor on Bleecker Street.
And did I remember to say that Faye Dunaway called the other day? She's doing Mommie Dearest, playing Joan Crawford, and she wanted to know if I had bought Joan Crawford's heart pin at that auction and could she borrow it. But I hadn't. Faye just picks up the phone herself and calls, so she's fun, so maybe I'll call her up sometime. I'll get her number from Ara. She might be good to do a story on. I just saw Hurry Sundown on TV and she was so beautiful.
I invited Jon Gould to see 42nd Street because he's looking for ideas for Paramount and I want to suggest Popism to him as a movie, so I brought a copy. Wouldn't it be great if he got Paramount to buy it? And then I could work on it with him, he knows so much -- all these facts and figures and surveys -- he'd really be a good person to get to know.
Cabbed to Wintergarden ($4). From the first row, you can't see the feet tapping (laughs), you can only see the knees. then after the show we walked to the Russian Tea Room to meet Chris Makos who'd been to see Sphinx and loved it.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 358-359. New York: Warner Books.
And Brigid and I are finally going to see Mary Tyler Moore on Monday. She's trying to change her image so she's a problem -- she didn't want to wear rich Halstons for the photos, and she didn't want to come to lunch with the rich Basses and she didn't want to go to rich Quo Vadis for dinner-- she wants us to meet her at John's Pizza Parlor on Bleecker Street.
And did I remember to say that Faye Dunaway called the other day? She's doing Mommie Dearest, playing Joan Crawford, and she wanted to know if I had bought Joan Crawford's heart pin at that auction and could she borrow it. But I hadn't. Faye just picks up the phone herself and calls, so she's fun, so maybe I'll call her up sometime. I'll get her number from Ara. She might be good to do a story on. I just saw Hurry Sundown on TV and she was so beautiful.
I invited Jon Gould to see 42nd Street because he's looking for ideas for Paramount and I want to suggest Popism to him as a movie, so I brought a copy. Wouldn't it be great if he got Paramount to buy it? And then I could work on it with him, he knows so much -- all these facts and figures and surveys -- he'd really be a good person to get to know.
Cabbed to Wintergarden ($4). From the first row, you can't see the feet tapping (laughs), you can only see the knees. then after the show we walked to the Russian Tea Room to meet Chris Makos who'd been to see Sphinx and loved it.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 358-359. New York: Warner Books.
Tuesday, July 1, 1980
Got up early in the morning in order to meet Bob in order to meet Paloma and Lester at MOMA (cab $3). We went around the exhibit with Paloma, she was talking and Lester was being funny, and it was exhausting, it's three floors. A guy in a wheelchair asked me for my autograph, and I said, "Don't you want Paloma Picasso's?"And he said yes, so Paloma signed and then I signed and then we had to leave because Paloma had to get back to Tiffany's where they sell her jewelry.
Old Mrs. Newhouse came to see the portraits of her husband, but her son was with her and he fell in love with the diamond-dust ones.
Oh, and David Whitney came by, we're talking to him about maybe redoing the Jewish Museum show and I'm doing a portrait of him because he's been so nice. He brought his tux, he really looked cute in it. He invited me to Thursday dinner with Philip Johnson, he said he'll send a car for me, that anyone as big as I am should have a car -- he was being funny.
Brigid went on a candy binge. She said she was going out for cigarettes but Robyn noticed that she took more money than she'd need for cigarettes, so when she got back I said, "I see chocolate on your mouth." I didn't really see any, but that worked and she admitted she'd had ice cream.
Glued myself together and went to Cote Basque to help Suzie Frankfurt celebrate -- she just got almost a million for her house and she bought a cheaper one. Mr. and Mrs. Law arrived. I think Mrs. Law is Standard Oil rich and I don't know exactly what her husband does, maybe he invests her money. That's what usually happens when you marry a rich woman. Or maybe he's rich himself, who knows. She wants me to retouch her portrait because now she's made her hair lighter. It'll probably turn out to be one of those "living portraits" where I have to to [sic] keep doing things to it.
We went over to Bonds. And John Samuels was there and he's so mean to me now. I think he tries to be nice, but he can't help himself, he says mean things. I'll have to ask him why. We were there for a few minutes. Mr. Law was dancing around and his wife said that he would get a heart attack. Oh, and Bob was there and he looked so sour. He feels he can't have fun unless he has a drink. And he and Fred are the same -- if there's no princes, they look so bored.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 297-298. New York: Warner Books.
Old Mrs. Newhouse came to see the portraits of her husband, but her son was with her and he fell in love with the diamond-dust ones.
Oh, and David Whitney came by, we're talking to him about maybe redoing the Jewish Museum show and I'm doing a portrait of him because he's been so nice. He brought his tux, he really looked cute in it. He invited me to Thursday dinner with Philip Johnson, he said he'll send a car for me, that anyone as big as I am should have a car -- he was being funny.
Brigid went on a candy binge. She said she was going out for cigarettes but Robyn noticed that she took more money than she'd need for cigarettes, so when she got back I said, "I see chocolate on your mouth." I didn't really see any, but that worked and she admitted she'd had ice cream.
Glued myself together and went to Cote Basque to help Suzie Frankfurt celebrate -- she just got almost a million for her house and she bought a cheaper one. Mr. and Mrs. Law arrived. I think Mrs. Law is Standard Oil rich and I don't know exactly what her husband does, maybe he invests her money. That's what usually happens when you marry a rich woman. Or maybe he's rich himself, who knows. She wants me to retouch her portrait because now she's made her hair lighter. It'll probably turn out to be one of those "living portraits" where I have to to [sic] keep doing things to it.
We went over to Bonds. And John Samuels was there and he's so mean to me now. I think he tries to be nice, but he can't help himself, he says mean things. I'll have to ask him why. We were there for a few minutes. Mr. Law was dancing around and his wife said that he would get a heart attack. Oh, and Bob was there and he looked so sour. He feels he can't have fun unless he has a drink. And he and Fred are the same -- if there's no princes, they look so bored.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 297-298. New York: Warner Books.
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