The poster saga
September 29, 2011 —
I first came across the poster for Andy Warhol’s film “Woman in Revolt” while doing research for a documentary, “Beautiful Darling,” that I was editing about one of its stars, Candy Darling. The poster is red and black and features Candy with her fist thrown toward the camera. I always thought it was a great poster.
“Beautiful Darling” was the first film that I edited and so as a present to myself after I finished work on it I purchased the poster on eBay. List price, the poster was $700. I got one in very good condition for $350. Not bad, eh?
It came folded, wrapped in two plastic zip lock bags and a priority mail envelope. I carefully unwrapped it and laid it out on my floor. It was striking and large. I was happy with my purchase.
I took it around the corner from my old apartment in Brooklyn to a local frame store to have it framed. The framer told me that an original poster like this should be linen backed so that it is preserved and doesn’t lose its value. He recommended a guy for me to send it to.
“He’s the best, and right here in Brooklyn.”
I thanked him for being so helpful and took the poster home. This was proving to be a little more difficult than I expected.
Real life took over and I never got a chance to send it to the linen backing guy. My lease was up at my apartment and work was busy. The box sat next to my door in its original priority envelope. Every few weeks I would see it and think, “Yeah, I really need to do that.” I packed it up carefully in my move into Manhattan but still didn’t send it.
A month or so went by with the poster by the door of my new apartment before I finally called the guy. We spoke on the phone and he seemed great. I sent it to him. He received it. He wanted the money up front and I paid him. He explained what he was going to do to the poster (acid wash, restore the folds, clean up the corner and, of course, the linen backing) he told me it would take about a month to finish. That was in April.
Cut to: A few weeks ago, I met up with the director of “Beautiful Darling” for drinks. He asked me how the poster had turned out. I had completely forgotten about it.
The next day, I emailed the poster restorer. No response. I called. No response. I left a message. I emailed again. A few days later, his phone was disconnected.
My heart sank. I started to fear the worst. He had stolen the money and the poster. It must be worth more than I thought. I worried. I was leaving these nasty messages for this guy and what if he was dead?