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...gear of today's pelvic underground: miniskirts, black leather vests and striped stockings. They lick ice cream cones but seldom smile. They are exotic exaggerations, vinyl Venuses in modern Threepenny Opera costumes, flagrant in their red fright wigs and monster cupid lips. His portrait of Art Patron Peggy Guggenheim has her decked out in butterfly sunglasses with bare breasts to boot...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Artists: Baal Booster | 2/3/1967 | See Source »

...situation has produced a new kind of patron. "Most collectors today are not just satisfied with buying art, they want to buy a piece of the artist as well," grumbles one dissenter. "They want to belong to the art world, go see dirty movies at night at Andy Warhol's apartment." And Warhol in turn becomes a feature of gossip columns and a fixture at society's tables. Any day now he may be wrapped in plaster by the plaster master, George Segal, and propped against the bar in somebody's penthouse...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Essay: WHAT IS ART TODAY? | 1/27/1967 | See Source »

...last September to its new $45 million Lincoln Center home, desperately needs the $488,000 annual rent it will collect from developers planning to erect an office building on the site. Even so, as wreckers began tearing up the roof and stage, A. & P. Heir Huntinqton Hartford, 55, perennial patron of lost causes, warned dolefully: "This is going to give America a black eye for years to come...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People: Jan. 27, 1967 | 1/27/1967 | See Source »

When Peter Grimes, Benjamin Britten's dour saga of a doomed fisherman, was first produced at the Metropolitan Opera in 1948, one patron was so outraged that he spat through the box-office window. Badly sung, unimaginatively staged, poorly conducted, the opera sank with barely a ripple...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Fire in the Belly | 1/27/1967 | See Source »

Georgio was a neo-surrealist. He and Andy had barhopped in Paris and New York with Hemingway, Dylan Thomas and other experimental creative minds still living. "Tanta" Honey-Lou bought the wild paintings of Georgio and miscellaneous cohorts--she was their patron goddess. Her top-floor studio which led onto the terrace and pool, was hung with eleven portraits done by thankful young admiring artists she had helped. Not flattering ones only. In one she was a pale-green mermaid, with an ochre heart, but still with her own silky orange hair. At 45, her bikinied figure was a source...

Author: By Bel Dahm, | Title: This is supposed to be revealing. It's not. | 1/20/1967 | See Source »

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