I had flown from Paris to London to assist Guy Bourdin in shooting a portrait of Francis Bacon for French Vogue. Guy mostly shot women's fashion but, occasionally, a portrait, if it was someone he admired. He had aspired to be a painter and had a few shows of his work but, that's a different story.

Having a few hours off, I found myself walking down King's Road with my Hasselblad as I was prone to take with everywhere I went at the time. There weren't many people out for some reason then but, I noticed someone walking along side me. When I glanced over, I saw it was Andy Warhol and with him, Christopher Makos, a photographer and sidekick.

I said, "I know you" and he said, "oh yea?".

"Yea, you're Andy Warhol! Hey, would you mind if I take your picture?"

He spoke but, not understanding him and thinking he said "no", I kept walking.

After 10 or 12 steps, I turned back, curious to see what he was doing. He was standing there looking at me and said, "We'll, are you going to take it or not?"

"Oh, yea, sure."

"Where do you want me to stand."

"I guess in the doorway of this shop."

I took 2 pictures, said "thanks" and went on my merry way. 

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