Mrs. George (Sarah) Goldsmith 1985

This photograph of Mrs. George Goldsmith by Andy Warhol captures a moment frozen in time, a sliver of someone's existence rendered in vivid color. I can imagine Warhol, maybe in his studio, setting up the shot, thinking about how the light would hit her face, how the colors would pop. There’s something about the starkness of the white against the deep blacks of her hair, and those striking red lips, that feels so deliberate, so Warhol. It makes me think about painting and photography. It is the way that color can grab you, pull you in, make you feel something visceral. Think of the portraits of Alice Neel, another artist who wasn’t afraid to really *look* at her subjects. All these artists are in conversation, bouncing ideas off each other across time. And each of them offers a new way of seeing, a new way of feeling, the world.