Contrast, Harmony, and Balance

This is a photograph I took this past weekend I've titled "Towers of Crash."
In terms of contrast, we've got a fairly wide range of shades that span from the dark shades of the window blinds to the light that's on in the corner of the room, which reflects off of some points of the walls.  The balance is asymmetrical due to the different heights of the cymbals.  The hi-hats sit a little lower in the frame while the crash rises nearly to the top-right corner.  The harmony of the photograph is illustrated by the musical instruments repeating as your eye travels deeper into the photo.  The snare and drumsticks lay the foundation at the bottom of the frame, followed by the asymmetrical cymbals, which are in focus, leading by two guitar necks and the rest of the room.

An Experience of the Visceral Variety

I'm not a connoisseur when it comes to paintings, but from what I do know about paintings, I love Jackson Pollock's work.  Among his works, I'd have to say "Blue Poles" is my favorite.
I think true beauty is found in imperfection, and "Blue Poles" is a chaotic mix of yellows, blues, and whites that comes together in what looks like a mess of imperfection.  There is a messy bombardment of curving, diving, and swirling lines except for the eight blue "poles" that protrude nearly vertically throughout the piece.  What is negative space?  What's positive space?  In this piece, it's tough to tell, and I like it.  As for texture, the globs of paint are laid on so thick that it almost creates its own milky, bubbly feel that's enforced by the fact that the canvas cannot be seen at all.
What's the feeling that his piece portrays?  With the vertical blue lines, it almost seems to communicate attempted order among disarray.  And isn't that what we're all striving for in life?