The recognition of a single element, a hand or a foot, can be enough to lead a viewer into a play of line and color, a tempting tease to puzzle reason from.
It’s the hint of possibly that tempts the eye to move through color and line, slowing, searching for clues to meaning.
To be sure, being told what’s there in front of the viewer will instantly end the game. The exercise of “engaged seeing” abruptly ends, turning quickly to assessment and disengagement.
The assertion, reason kills the power of a work of art.
Zygote Blum 