PT: Pittsburgh

Yes, yes, I missed last week’s requisite hand job, but in the wealthy words of said penis, “You can just suck it!”

I have been in-and-out (heh TWSS) of Pittsburgh a few times in the last three months, on an endless search for its local Penis Tuesday. You know, that whole PT World Tour thing. I jacked high; I sucked low for anything — SOMETHING that resembled man parts. I would have been satisfied with even a bit of historical humor. Well, yesterday while exploring the Andy Warhol Museum… I found it.

Warhol holds as much a Burgher importance as Carnegie (the two Andys!), and within the dedicated walls of the former — a seriously fantastic and sense-orgasmic gallery — you will find a print of the male penis and testes (no photos allowed; sorry pervs).

Turn the hall and there’s a black-and-white film called “Blow Job” playing on endless loop.

In another galley, was “piss art” (an oxidation print he created by having people urinate onto a painted canvas, prepared with copper oxide). It took four penises to make this refreshing gesture to Pollock.

If you are familiar with his work, he created a few prints labeled, “Torso” (single penis or double, upon preference). While not displayed in Pittsburgh, see “Torso (Double)” replication here. There was also a book about “things that resemble penises” in the gallery bookstore (not from Warhol). Be still, my schlong-lovin’ heart.

And for a just the tip bonus, upon some further research, someone once left a plastic penis on his gravestone in Bethel Park. See? Even in the afterlife, there is reason for penis. Thanks, Andy.

For this Pittsburgh visitor, it was an abundance of penis for one afternoon.

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