At the Factory, it was a non-stop art house party
Sometimes in the middle of an incredible party, you take a look around and think “I wish this would never end.” Andy Warhol must have had the same idea. From 1963, when he got his studio on East 47th Street in New York, to 1984, the party just went on. And on. And on.
The Factory was decked out in silver paint, fractured mirrors, and foil everywhere, and it attracted artists, writers, musicians, socialites, drag queens, and free thinkers.
There was screen printing, movies being filmed, orgies, and an endless supply of amphetamines. Some people came and simply never left.