"The meaning of an image is changed according to what one sees immediately beside it or what comes immediately after it. Such authority as it retains, is distributed over the whole context in which it appears.... The real question is: to whom does the meaning of the art of the past properly belong? To those who can apply it to their own lives, or to a cultural hierarchy of relic specialists?...
The art of the past no longer exists as it once did. Its authority is lost. In its place there is a language of images. What matters now is who uses that language for what purpose."
~ John Berger, Ways of Seeing
There's a concept in art called negative space. Basically, negative space is defined as when the space around a subject forms an interesting picture that is different from the subject itself. Which got me to thinking about my life, of course. Specifically, the negative space of my life - the current subject of my life and what is or isn't depicted by the space around it. Or said another way, what isn't in my life and how it sheds light on what is there.
Stepping back, I'm not so sure it's a balanced composition. Know what I mean?