Senior year in high school English class we had to write a sizable biography about, well anyone really, and I chose Andy Warhol. Not a lot of people outside of Pittsburgh know this, but the Steel City is the quirky Mr. Warhol’s hometown as well as mine. In fact, there’s a huge museum dedicated solely to his work. (If you’re ever in town it’s a must-see in my book.) The point of this tangent is that even with my 12th grade biography under my belt I had no idea Warhol experimented with Polaroids. Sadly, this exhibition of still life photos has been over for months, but I couldn’t resist sharing.