In the years following Richard Hambleton’s death, critical reassessments of his career have increasingly focused on what remained unseen. Major outlets have documented how Hambleton’s legacy is not defined solely by the Shadowman works that made him ubiquitous in 1980s New York, but also by a quieter body of material—works created outside exhibition schedules, market expectations, or institutional timelines.
Among these are four paintings completed privately on February 14, 2016. Referred to as the Friends originals, the works depict Andy Warhol, Keith Haring, Jean-Michel Basquiat, and Hambleton himself. As noted in recent Artnet coverage of the so-called “Four Friends,” these paintings occupy a singular position in Hambleton’s oeuvre: they are the only known works in which he explicitly named his subjects—including himself.
The significance of this gesture cannot be overstated. Throughout his career, Hambleton resisted identification. Even when his Shadowman figure was widely interpreted as autobiographical, the artist declined to confirm it. Naming, for Hambleton, was not a casual act; it was a boundary he almost never crossed. That he crossed it once—and only once—places the Friends originals in a category apart.
What distinguishes these works further is not only their subject matter, but the existence of primary documentation surrounding their creation. Video footage recorded during the painting process captures Hambleton working in his studio, unguarded and unperformative. In the final moments of that footage, Hambleton reflects on his relationship with Warhol, stating plainly: “Warhol would always ask me, when are we going to do a portrait together.”
The remark reframes the Friends originals entirely. Rather than functioning as retrospective homage, the works emerge as the fulfillment of a deferred exchange between peers—an unrealized collaboration resolved late, quietly, and without announcement. In this context, the paintings are not memorials; they are conclusions to conversations that had remained unfinished.
Forbes has previously emphasized how Hambleton’s most consequential late works often remained outside public view, complicating the assumption that visibility equates to importance. The Friends originals exemplify this condition. Completed in 2016, they were neither exhibited nor publicly discussed during Hambleton’s lifetime and remained inaccessible after his death in October 2017. Their prolonged absence was not the result of loss or neglect, but of deliberate restraint.
Now, that restraint is giving way to context.
According to Ronnie Pellizzari—owner of the Friends originals, the related editions, and the copyright—there is only one place in the world where the video of Hambleton creating these paintings can be viewed in full:
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“This footage is not promotional material,” Pellizzari notes. “It is the record of a moment that was never meant to circulate—until now.”
The distinction matters. In an art world saturated with posthumous discoveries and manufactured revelations, the Friends video functions differently. It does not explain the works, dramatize their importance, or editorialize Hambleton’s intentions. Instead, it offers something far rarer: the artist’s own words, spoken without framing, at the moment of creation.
To watch Hambleton paint these figures—and to hear him articulate, almost in passing, the origin of the works—is to encounter the Friends originals not as objects alone, but as lived acts. The footage confirms what the paintings themselves suggest: that this grouping was not conceived for exhibition, market, or legacy-building, but as a private resolution among equals.
As institutional attention increasingly turns toward Hambleton’s lesser-seen works, the Friends originals now enter public view not as rediscoveries, but as arrivals. Their visibility does not complete Hambleton’s story; it complicates it. And the video—available only at 06231952.art stands as the primary document through which that complication can be fully understood.
For viewers, collectors, and scholars alike, watching the footage is no longer optional. It is the only way to witness the moment when one of New York’s most elusive artists chose, briefly and deliberately, to be specific.