Harry´s Blog

There is an official Committee whose task is to evaluate the artistic works of the late great Andy Warhole. In other words, the Committee separates the wheat from the chaff and sets a price on the former. Of course there is no real chaff since everything is wheat, but some of the wheat is worth a fortune, and some of it can be bought at a bargain rate.

It is not a simple matter to take an object off the conveyor belt of the assembly line and declare that this is the one that is worth millions. You have to have the knack for picking the right random can and grabbing it off the conveyor belt, while the others zip by on their way to the cardboard boxes that are packed and sent to the super market.

No, it is not a simple matter to pick the valid pea in the pod, but these astute men and women have the capacity for this complex undertaking.

Oh yes, needless to say the Committee cancels out the fakes ands the forgeries, which isn’t a lark by any means.

The immortal Andy, who is now history, founded what he aptly called a “factory.” He gleaned the exclusivity from art and made it an everyday matter for everyone. Now, anyone can be an artist. Art is no longer reserved for geniuses. The geniuses are the art marketeers. Anyone and everyone might have the capacity to create works of art, but it is the marketeers who decide whose works are worthy of a fortune.

The Austrian video artist and cultural commissar Peter Weibel, a great admirer of Warhole, stated in the Sixties: “Art can no longer be produced.” Weibel proved to be a seer. For indeed the ersatz has superceded what it originally replaced. And he has done his part to bring this about.

- Herbert Kuhner