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I’m updating the Signs section at my websitenow. It will probably take another couple of months to go through all the pages and StreetView maps. I’m methodically proceeding alphabetically by state. Here are some of the tragedies and changes, from Alabama, Arkansas, and Arizona.
The Moon Winx Lodge sign in Tuscaloosa, AL was put up for sale in 2016. Either the owner changed his mind or he didn’t get a big enough offer. The sign was repainted this past September. The neon appears to still be intact. The wording at the bottom of the sign was unfortunately changed and that neon is now lost. The new paint (evergreen & turquoise) is not as nice as what was on the sign previously. But glass 3/4 full, right? Here’s my photo from 2007:
This weblink has a slider bar so that you can compare the old paint/new paint:
Fortunately, no significant…
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Behind the Scenes at Andy Warhol’s Silver Factory
Warhol’s one-time lover and unofficial Factory photographer, Billy Name, offers an exclusive glimpse into New York’s underground art scene
- TextMaisie Skidmore
Of the many faces who passed through Andy Warhol’s silver Factory in the swinging 1960s and 70s, Billy Name was undoubtedly one of its most important unsung heroes. Partly because he was always armed with a camera; as the story goes, when Warhol first picked up a movie camera he thrust his old Pentax SLR at Name, with the instruction: “Billy, you do the photography now, because I’m going to do movies.” Name had an eye for taking photographs, and he duly assumed the role of unofficial photographer in his years hanging out at the Factory, diligently snapping away at the strange and wonderful characters and goings-on. “As I recall he was always at the factory,” John Cale remembers in his foreword to new book Billy Name: The Silver Age. “The pimpernel of the silver ballroom – sleeping there as a wide-eyed guard, then much later disappearing into his room for months at a time only to emerge, to take pictures, then retreat back into silent oblivion.”
photo by Audrey Penven
Some brilliant pranksters installed beautiful swings on BART last night. What apparently happened, according to witnesses, was a team of six or so people hopped on to a north-bound train from 24th Street station in San Francisco around 8:30 p.m. last night, installed three matching red swings, and then exited at 16th Street leaving their swings behind for public consumption.
photo by Neiltron
I personally love this prank because of the joy that it inspires in the innocent by-standers. Look at the photos. Even the dudes that are not swinging are smiling (except for one woman – that is just how some people roll, I guess). I declare this to be an epic victory for joy and whimsy over the mundane!