But another viewer may see that piece differently, likely will see differently. And therein the dimensions of artistic "expression", perhaps better described as artistic "observation"?
When I feel this way, analytical for lack of a better term, I slowly become aware of what is absent: the pleasure, pain or balance which flows from recognizing feelings. Just by virtue of considering, in an intellectual way, what a work might mean, I might be ignoring my own emotional state at any particular time....and I might be pushing important feelings aside. Ah, maybe that's the real contribution of art; if we let it, it can connect us to our feelings! Maybe?