Like many summer days in New York City, June 3, 1968 was a scorcher. About 4.15 that afternoon, Andy Warhol pulled up in a cab outside his studio, the Factory, in Union Square. As he paid the fare, he spotted a feminist scriptwriter named Valerie Solanas heading towards him.
Solanas was the founder of the radical organisation S.C.U.M. (Society for Cutting Up Men), which boasted a membership of one. In the past she had asked Warhol to read a script of hers called Up Your Ass.
Unfortunately, after flicking through the script, Warhol mislaid it. So when Solanas started asking for it back, he was unable to return it.
Before long, she was demanding money in compensation. To placate her, Warhol invited her to earn $25 by performing a bit-part in an erotic movie that he was shooting towards the end of 1967. By then, Warhol was the acknowledged ringleader of the brash pop art movement, which Tate Modern will reconsider from an international perspective when its autumn blockbuster, The World Goes Pop, opens next month.
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