Miles Fiterman 1975

This is Andy Warhol’s screenprint of Miles Fiterman, and it just has that Warhol way of making you look, and look again. The colors are muted, like faded memories, but the image is sharp. Warhol's genius was in the way he embraced process. There’s the texture of the ink, that slight blur where the color shifts, it’s not about perfection, but about the realness of the image being reproduced. Look at how that tie sits against the jacket; it’s a flat plane and yet… it speaks. When I see this, I think about Alex Katz, another artist who was interested in the emotional temperature of portraiture. But where Katz aimed for cool detachment, Warhol found a kind of warm awkwardness. Art isn’t about answers; it’s about opening up the questions.