This earthen vessel…reveals aspects of its presence to me only by withholding other aspects of itself for further exploration…its very existence as a bowl ensures that there are dimensions wholly inaccessible to me—most obviously the patterns hidden between its glazed and unglazed surfaces, the interior density of its clay body. If I break it into pieces, in hopes of discovering these interior patterns…I will have destroyed its integrity as a bowl; far from coming to know it completely, I will have simply have wrecked any possibility of coming to know it further, having traded the relation between myself and the bowl for a relation to a collection of fragments.
The Spell of The Sensuous : Philosophy on the way to Ecology
David Abram