Friday, March 4, 2016

Visual Metaphors

Andy Warhol
A) I am Andy Warhol. I was getting ready this morning, pulling on my pants, when my underwear caught on the door knob of the bathroom and ripped. I was so mad that I just stormed out of the bathroom without pulling up my pants. Why even bother, they'd probably rip too. I looked in my bag for a new pair of underwear and found my favorite record sticking out so I grabbed it to play while I finished getting dressed. That was when my roommate laughed and said "hey", looking at me with my pants down, "that would make a good photo". So I set up my camera and took the photo. I am still annoyed and my face shows it. I made Mike stand in the background of the mirror because it was his idea to take the photo.

B) I am Andy Warhol's underwear. I was minding my own business while he was getting dressed, being good, awaiting the comforting caress of my friend Corduroy Pants. That caress never came. The door knob had it out for me from the start. I know it. It came at me with vigor, striking hard, grabbing me and ripping. The pain was excruciating. My only job was to cover Andy's butt and I failed. His crack gaped and I knew I was done for. He would throw me out, never to wear me again; I would eternally live on, useless. When he walked out of the bathroom I thought Andy would take me off and let me rest, but no, my humiliation was not over. Mike, of course, had to have the brilliant idea of taking a picture for all the world to see what a horrible pair of underwear I am. I guess it's what I deserve.

C) I am Sydney Denham. I immediately connected to this photo. Andy Warhol's exposed rear end brought me back to a fond memory of mine similar to what I perceive happened in this image. I was at my friends house and bent over to grab my backpack when my pants ripped down the seam, revealing a good twelve inches of polkadot underwear. I had to run around the house covering my hinny to escape the cameras and laughing faces of my friends. Andy and I have a lot in common, although my underwear was not ripped. I can also relate to the annoyance that Andy obviously felt in this situation.