If I redraw the vase enough times
I’ll get some sort of map of it inside my head. The map is not the territory, but a drawing is not quite a map either.
It is not the thing, but it contains ideas about the thing. The thing is sitting over there on the still life table. And these, on the contrary, were some of my thoughts in linear blue scribbles.
And it’s not just the vase, but the songbird on the vase (who is companion to the owl). So, it’s complicated.