I often feel that a photograph (or any work of art really) is like Schrodinger's cat. One can't pick it apart and try and understand it without losing something in the process.
Exactly. Understanding diminishes enjoyment when insight does not deliver enlightenment.
I used to work for a company with a unique and strong culture. It was recognised internally and externally as a virtue, and instrumental inthat company's success and vigorous growth. There was an attempt to analyse and codify it; understand to better replicate, and perpetuate. I along with many others argued that documentation was equivalent to ossification. We prevailed. It was realised that the most effective means of perpetuating the culture was simply to continue to recruit like-minded people.
As a postscript, the company stumbled a couple of years later, when it acquired another almost the same size with a different and contradictory culture. It fatally diluted that which made it special. 18 months later, weakened, it was itself acquired.