Andre Leon Talley, Steve Rubell, Andy Warhol
parazzo. Thus, almost by accident, I became a
���photographer,��� and started taking photographs
everywhere I went, from Park Avenue dinner parties and
Studio 54 bashes to grand European weddings and
Andy���s house in Montauk.
T
he late 1970���s and early 1980���s were a wild and
heady time, when social and sexual boundaries seemed
to disappear and society became one gigantic disco,
where uptown and downtown, young and old, straight
and gay, black and white danced the nights away, high
on the very idea of such unprecedented mixing, not
to mention cocaine, poppers, and Stolichnaya. That
moment is long gone, done in by AIDS, the Forbes 400,
and identity politics. I put my camera down in 1983,
HYLAND
