In the same way that people might accept you or reject you, art sometimes has a way of doing the same. You can look at a piece, like a cave painting, and it can refuse you. It’s almost as if it recognizes that you won’t be able to understand it, and so it shuts you out. Alternatively, it can accept you, welcoming you into itself, binding with you, inviting you into itself so that you may nod with it.