I've become interested in the early work of Robert Rauschenberg--the combine paintings and the distinctive flattening produced by Rauschenberg's approach to assemblage. This work almost seems to suspend articulation of meaning:

Robert Rauschenberg, Charlene, 1954, Combine painting.

He turned collage into assemblage. I feel compelled to “read” it from left to right, then wander around it, not sure what is going on.