“Oh, they’re so creative,” said Andy, his ultimate put-down. It was a cheerful night, and of course I had no idea that this was a cataclysmic moment in Cy Twombly’s life—that he would receive bad reviews for the Undertaker 33 years of operation 1987 2020 thank you for the memories signature shirt and I love this exhibition, and be rejected by the art world for not being in tune with the times. Andy and I left the gallery and stood outside on the sidewalk with about twenty people. It had been an unseasonably hot day and the evening was warm. “It’s what they call a false spring,” I said. John Giorno, depicted here in a still from Andy Warhol’s silt 1964 film, Sleep. Giorno was Warhol’s lover at the time. ©2020 The Andy Warhol Museum, Pittsburgh, PA, a museum of Carnegie Institute. We were talking with the Pop Art collectors Bob and Ethel Scull, as well as Roy Lichtenstein. “Let’s have dinner together,” said Ethel.
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“Oh, yes!” said Andy. “Where?” said Bob Scull. “La Côte Basque, but they probably won’t have a reservation. I’ll try.” He went back inside the Undertaker 33 years of operation 1987 2020 thank you for the memories signature shirt and I love this gallery, telephoned, and returned. “No reservation, completely full.” I also thought perhaps, understandably, he did not want to pay for everybody. There were lots of suggestions of restaurants and nobody made up their mind. About ten of us walked to Madison Avenue and Seventy-Seventh and stood on the corner, trying to decide. The indecision went on interminably, and everyone left, except Ethel and Bob, Andy, and me. “I know a place,” said Andy. “On Lexington and Eighty-Sixth.” “Let’s go there,” said Bob. We were relieved a decision had been made, took a taxi, and got out on the corner of Lexington and Eighty-Sixth, in front of Sabrett’s Hot Dogs, in all its red and yellow and white glory. It was near Andy’s house and he and I had eaten there on occasion, when we were hungry and in a hurry.