When I first met Adriaan in 1989 I immediately fell in love with this darling, wonderful, sexy man. Since that fateful day I have always affectionately called him my ‘art pimp.’ He plucked me from the sex industry where I had been working for years as a prostitute and porn star. He put me in several exhibitions at Torch, plus produced and published my first, and still best, book. I enjoyed the sex industry but had a big, juicy fantasy of being an artist. Adriaan helped make my fantasy into a very juicy reality.
Mitsy was of course Adriaan’s #1 gal. Rightly so! She was always delightfully warm and welcoming toward me, and I have so much respect for her. Adriaan of course had lots of women artist in his stable. I was a little jealous, and very happy, when he started to work with the fabulous Italian blonde porn star Cicciolina. Adriaan was very good to us sex worker artists. Bless his heart. We would give him our art works and he would give us back money to keep us in new high heels, sexy lingerie and big wigs. Plus we got to spread our political messages around the globe.
Adriaan will live on in my heart, and I’ll always be eternally grateful that he took me, and my work to all the best art places. Every minute being with him was sheer ecstasy. He was a love machine! And no, we never had sex. The artistic collaborations were completely satisfying.
Annie Sprinkle, Ph.D.
The Love Machine with his #1 Girl.
Here are some photos from last summer (2008). Fortunately I canceled a gig and jumped on a plane to Amsterdam to go pay my respects to Adriaan, who helped me so much over the years. Mitsy was absolutely radiant, and so in love with her man.
Adriaan always encouraged me to find a live partner-mate. He had met one or two hundred of my lovers over the years. But when I introduced him to my gal of the last seven years, artist Elizabeth Stephens, he said she was "a real keeper."
This coming August Elizabeth and I will be doing a performance art wedding in blue at the Venice Bienale. We will dedicate the entire wedding to our angel Adriaan Van Der Have.
I wouldn't be going to the Venice Bienale if it weren't for Adriaan.
I wouldn't be going to the Venice Bienale if it weren't for Adriaan.
Breast wishes dear Andriaan. I will always keep you in my heart next to my big boobies. You were one fine art pimp.
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Comment by Pearl:
Oh, that was so, so sweet!
Once, in Miami, Adriaan picked himself up a souvenir t-shirt at one of the tourist traps that read:
"I don't care if they're real, as long as they're real big!"
Classic Torch! You could always laugh about boobies, jugs, and funbags with Adriaan!
Once, in Miami, Adriaan picked himself up a souvenir t-shirt at one of the tourist traps that read:
"I don't care if they're real, as long as they're real big!"
Classic Torch! You could always laugh about boobies, jugs, and funbags with Adriaan!