Reality is not as clear-cut as it seems

How does this pattern complete itself in the areas that are too dark or soft to make out?  Organized patterns repeat themselves, so this piece has the particular curiosity.   Do we visualize what is obscured by the anticipated toggling of colors and shapes in a rhythmic descending pattern?

 

I see the more interesting approach is not how the pattern completes, but what is the experience loosing focus and clarity at the center?  Perhaps, allowing ourselves a little bit of disorientation and not-knowing, can shift our vista of reality.  

 

I like to think about art as a way to identify what blocks me, holds me back.  To see a vista of clarity beyond what I perceive to be real.  And… to see the future not with certainty, but at least to assert certainty.