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.
Thursday, November 25, 1982
Thanksgiving. It looked cold out. The office was closed. I'd woken up at 4:00 and turned on TV and some movie with Margot Kidder was on that I couldn't figure out but it made me so scared. It was the end and the police left her alone in the house--I don't know why, because she was traumatized--I guess they thought the crimes were over, and then you hear some guy upstairs, coming down, calling her name. And you don't know what'll happen. And it got me so scared. Got up. The house was empty.
Talked to Chris and Peter. Peter's mother had come down from Massachusetts and they were cooking turkey and they invited me to come downtown.
Wathced the Macy's parade on TV. They had the first woman balloon--Olive Oyl.
I called Berkeley Reinhold and she was watching it from her window. She said her mother was making Thanksgiving dinner for the first time. Her father was in Hong Kong, so I called John Reinhold there, I dialed it direct. He was at the same hotel where we'd stayed, so it was easy to remember--the Mandarin. I made a faux pas. I told John his wife was making a Thanksgiving dinner, and hew was upset because she'd never made one before.
Watched every soap opera and for the holiday every one of the shows had every one of their characters gathered for Thanksgiving dinners. It used to be high-class people in the soap operas and now that's just on Dallas and Dynasty. Now the poeple on the daytime soaps are lower middle-class--they don't have butlers and maids.
Talked to Jon in New Hampshire.
Went to Halston's for dinner and Martha Graham was there, and she looked frail, like she's on her last legs. And then Steve Rubell came, and Jane Holzer with her son Rusty, who's so handsome now. And he's smart. I talked to him the whole time. He goes to Buckley and he had the highest average and he studies all the time from after school till bedtime, and then he studies some more in the morning before school to maintain his 93 average. He said he and another kid were the only ones who knew the answer to the question "Who painted Campbell's Soup Cans?"
Jade arrived with Bianca, she goes to Spence. And I had Rusty go say hello to her, and she was aloof, she said, "Do I know you?" and he said, "Of course," she she said, "Oh yes, about a year ago," and he said, "no, two years ago" and so he was annoyed, she was putting him down, but Jane explained to him that girls get nervous and do that.
The turkey was organic, from Jane's Pennsylvania farm. I slipped out without saying goodbye to anyone.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 470. New York: Warner Books.
Talked to Chris and Peter. Peter's mother had come down from Massachusetts and they were cooking turkey and they invited me to come downtown.
Wathced the Macy's parade on TV. They had the first woman balloon--Olive Oyl.
I called Berkeley Reinhold and she was watching it from her window. She said her mother was making Thanksgiving dinner for the first time. Her father was in Hong Kong, so I called John Reinhold there, I dialed it direct. He was at the same hotel where we'd stayed, so it was easy to remember--the Mandarin. I made a faux pas. I told John his wife was making a Thanksgiving dinner, and hew was upset because she'd never made one before.
Watched every soap opera and for the holiday every one of the shows had every one of their characters gathered for Thanksgiving dinners. It used to be high-class people in the soap operas and now that's just on Dallas and Dynasty. Now the poeple on the daytime soaps are lower middle-class--they don't have butlers and maids.
Talked to Jon in New Hampshire.
Went to Halston's for dinner and Martha Graham was there, and she looked frail, like she's on her last legs. And then Steve Rubell came, and Jane Holzer with her son Rusty, who's so handsome now. And he's smart. I talked to him the whole time. He goes to Buckley and he had the highest average and he studies all the time from after school till bedtime, and then he studies some more in the morning before school to maintain his 93 average. He said he and another kid were the only ones who knew the answer to the question "Who painted Campbell's Soup Cans?"
Jade arrived with Bianca, she goes to Spence. And I had Rusty go say hello to her, and she was aloof, she said, "Do I know you?" and he said, "Of course," she she said, "Oh yes, about a year ago," and he said, "no, two years ago" and so he was annoyed, she was putting him down, but Jane explained to him that girls get nervous and do that.
The turkey was organic, from Jane's Pennsylvania farm. I slipped out without saying goodbye to anyone.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 470. New York: Warner Books.
Monday, November 22, 1982
Did the streets with Interviews. The Calvin Klein issue is heavy (kitchen supplies $94.02, $9.75, $5.36, $30.85, cabs $3.50, $5, phones $.40).
Worked out with Lidija.
Worked on the cement sculpture project all afternoon. Did some painting. Then cabbed, glued ($5.50). Went to Sandro Chia's at 521 West 23rd, he's in the same building that Julian Schnabel paints in ($7). Sandro showed me his new paintings.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 469. New York: Warner Books.
Worked out with Lidija.
Worked on the cement sculpture project all afternoon. Did some painting. Then cabbed, glued ($5.50). Went to Sandro Chia's at 521 West 23rd, he's in the same building that Julian Schnabel paints in ($7). Sandro showed me his new paintings.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 469. New York: Warner Books.
Saturday, October 30, 1982 -- Hong Kong
Got material for ideas at the Peking Communist Store ($250). And I finally found out that Hong Kong is actually owned by the Chinese, that England just rents it! So now I know why everyone's nervous here, the lease is almost up.
The big opening of the I Club was 8:30 to 1:30. Home at 4:30. Called New York.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 466. New York: Warner Books.
The big opening of the I Club was 8:30 to 1:30. Home at 4:30. Called New York.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 466. New York: Warner Books.
Friday, October 29, 1982 -- Hong Kong
Muggy. Took the boat across the river to Kowloon ($12 there and back). We had to meet the Sius at their house way up on the hill, you can see all of Hong Kong. We were followed by the crew everywhere, every minute.
The pre-opening party was "exclusive," my dear, really grand, lots of people. The show was okay. The gym was open and they had exercises. They got me on a machine and tipped me upside down with all my pills falling out of my pockets and my hair almost fell off. Then went to the disco. It was just finished one minute before the opening. Danced with Natasha Grenfell, pushed her around, I was drunk. All our possible portraits fell through and Alfred was embarrassed. We sneaked out about 2:00.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 466. New York: Warner Books.
The pre-opening party was "exclusive," my dear, really grand, lots of people. The show was okay. The gym was open and they had exercises. They got me on a machine and tipped me upside down with all my pills falling out of my pockets and my hair almost fell off. Then went to the disco. It was just finished one minute before the opening. Danced with Natasha Grenfell, pushed her around, I was drunk. All our possible portraits fell through and Alfred was embarrassed. We sneaked out about 2:00.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 466. New York: Warner Books.
Thursday, October 28, 1982 -- Hong Kong
Up early to do the two sides of Hong Kong looking for tailors. All the kids were getting clothes except me, I'm just not a clotheshorse (cabs $4.50, 45, $6). Lunch at the I Club with Alfred Siu and about eight girls that he thought were going to have portraits done. One was an American married to a Chinese, the others were Miss America types -- Miss Taiwan, Miss This and That, and they're married rich guys from the construction business and they all hate each other and they're all beautiful. Burmese and Chinese and all gorgeous dolls dressed to kill. And after lunch Alfred's beautiful wife took us to a place where they do fortune telling and it was like 8,000 fortune tellers and you had to pick the one you wanted, so I picked this lady and I asked how my love life was and (laughs) she said I'm married to a younger lady and I'm having problems.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 465-466. New York: Warner Books.
And then Chris began taking photographs and he took some of sleeping fortune tellers and the flash woke them up and they chased us all out of the place -- I guess none of them wanted their picture taken because of the evil eye or whatever it is.
Alfred had a dinner party and it was so glamourous, we took a junk out to his private boat. He imported a crew from New York to photograph us while we were there and they were awful, seven of them, and I don't even want to remember their names. We all went to Disco-Disco, a drag queen place, and an English girl came up to me and wanted to dance and I didn't want to and she said, "You're not anything like what they write about in the papers," and I said, "Well, I know that."
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 465-466. New York: Warner Books.
Wednesday, October 27, 1982 -- New York -- Hong Kong [Alfred Siu]
Arrived in Hong Kong, evening. It was hot and muggy, Florida-type weather. Twelve hours' difference in time, so you didn't have to change your watch, which was kind of great.
Alfred Siu, our host, met us. Rolls Royce and limousines. Jeffrey Deitch of Citibank was at the airport to meet us, too, and he's adorable, such a sweet guy. He'd the one who got us involved with the whole project. Mardarin Hotel. We were all on different floors -- I was in 1801, Chris in 1020, Fred in 820, and his girlfriend Natasha Grenfell in 722. I had a suite overlooking the harbor, it was very beautiful, but everyone said Hong Kong was having a recession.
And then after we got straightened up Alfred wanted us to go to the I Club to look at it, it was just a block a way in the Bank of America on the first floor and it still wasn't finished, they had three days to finish it. And we met the designer of it, Joe D'Urso. He said he'd decorated all of Calvin's apartments. Alfred is so pretty -- a spoiled, cut kid, just adorable. And Joe D'Urso is this fat little slob but really talented. Went back to the hotel, called New York.
Warhol, A. (1989). The Andy Warhol Diaries (P. Hackett, Ed.). Pg. 465. New York: Warner Books.
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