the sun highlights the lack in each


Decoy, The Beach, 2008

* Mary Woronov talking about the East/West divide when Warhol's Exploding Plastic Enivitable went to California with the Velvet Underground (from Martin Torgoff's Can't Find My Way Home: America in the Great Stoned Age, 1945-2000):

"We spoke two completely different languages. We were on amphetamine and they were on acid. They were so slow to speak with these wide eyes - 'oh wow!' - so into their 'vibrations'; we spoke in rapid machine-gun fire about books and paintings and movies. They were into 'free' and the American Indian and going 'back to the land' and trying to be some kind of 'true, authentic' person; we could not have cared less about that. They were homophobic; we were homosexual. Their women, they were these big round-titted girls, you would say hello to them and they would just flop on the bed and fuck you; we liked sexual tension, S&M, not fucking. They were barefoot; we had platform boots. They were eating bread they baked themselves - and we never ate at all!"

* Self-portraits drawn whilst high on 45 different drugs, by Bryan Lewis Saunders.