Word: warholism
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...movie producer friend of mine hit on something when he said, 'Frigid people really make out.' He's right: they really can and they really do." The best proof of this Warholism is, of course, Andy Warhol himself, who in the 20 years since his days as a shoe illustrator for I. Miller has managed to parlay his cool into one of the social myths of our time. During the '60s, Warhol's silence about himself and his knowingly dumb utterances about the culture he helped form-"Pop art is liking things"-underwrote his durability...
...time when every trade, from market research to plumbing, is said to have a "philosophy," we sooner or later had to get The Philosophy of Andy Warhol (Harcourt Brace Jovanovich; $7.95). This necessarily slim volume will be one of the curiosities of the coming fall. Lack of appetite means dull writing, and Warhol's specialty is absence of Lebenslust. His act has been to desire nothing more than fame, money and the occasional Hershey bar. He has become a parody of the Astomes, those fabled inhabitants of the medieval bestiaries who, living entirely on air, possessed neither anus...
Shock Value. Warhol's retrospective, which opened last week at the Baltimore Museum of Art, shows how this legendary affectlessness took form as painting. Organized by Brenda Richardson, the museum's curator of painting and sculpture, the exhibition consists of 40 works. From the outset, Warhol's reputation was based on a sort of iconic shock value-nobody since Marcel Duchamp had been so flat and matter-of-fact. Warhol presented a row of stenciled Coca-Cola bottles as a work of art, turned out a series of 32 Campbell's soup cans differing only...
...years later, however, Warhol's cans and Cokes and Marilyns look somehow stranded. Incessant exposure has dulled their impact, and what one sees is the brisk, elegant and paper-thin sensibility of a commercial illustrator-designed-in rawness, hand-rubbed indifference...
Radical Chic. When in 1973 Warhol began painting portraits of Mao Tse-tung, critics praised them as a "radical" gesture-the translation of Mao, revolutionary hero, onto the walls of the American rich. But the Oriental superstar was chic already; there were Mao jackets all along Fifth Avenue. Though the Chairman was tubbier and more paternal, he was just as embalmed by celebrity as Jackie Kennedy or Elvis Presley, Warhol's earlier subjects. Moreover, the peacock colors in which Warhol packaged Mao's face had all the lushness that one associates with the most edible commercial...