I MET GUY sometime around 1965 or 1966 through a woman named Susan Hoffman—aka Viva, who was one of Andy’s actresses. I was dating her sister, and one day she introduced Guy to me; he had just arrived in New York and needed a job. He spoke practically no English, but I liked him so gave it a shot. He worked in my studio for some seven years. Socially during that period, however, he said about seven words to me. He was a very mysterious person. But I learned a little bit over time. I saw his drawings, ciphers, and stick sculptures. I noticed that he would sometimes shoot videos from the window of his apartment (formerly mine) of a toothless old lady across the street, who would hang the bloomers she was laundering on a clothesline along with aluminum foil.
Not long after Guy stopped working in my studio, I began taking blurry pictures of friends of mine as they moved around that space. When
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