The ORB

On the 39th anniversary of your death, I think of you and wish you the best wherever you may be, even if stars burn out to never shine again, may even the no-thingness be sweet.

April 20, 1943 – November 16, 1971

Andy Warhol: I wonder if people are going to remember us?  

Edie Sedgwick: What, when we’re dead?  Andy Warhol: Yeah.  

Edie Sedgwick: Well I think people will talk about how you changed the world.  

Andy Warhol: I wonder what they’ll say about you… in your obituary. I like that word.

 Edie Sedgwick: Nothing nice, I don’t think.

 Andy Warhol: No no, come on. They’d say, “Edith Minturn Sedgwick: beautiful artist and actress…  

Edie Sedgwick: …and all around loon.  

Andy Warhol: …Remembered for setting the world on fire…  

Edie Sedgwick: …and escaping the clutches of her terrifying family…  

Andy Warhol: …Made friends with eeeeverybody, and anybody…  

Edie Sedgwick: …creating chaos and uproar wherever she went. Divorced as many times as she married, she leaves only good wishes behind.  [laughs]  

Edie Sedgwick: That’s nice, isn’t it?