You seem to not naturally take to the truth of an all-over composition, ever. The closest you ever come is to make discrete things within a composition and then compose many of them, filling the composition in an all-over way.

The composition itself never becomes the single discrete thing for you. It’s always ultimately a container or a flatbed for other things. What does that say about you?

Is this a Catholic thing? Is this a sacramental approach to composition?