The airplane in level steady flight knocks the air into many "pieces", and it is not willingly the means of separation; here is drag. And Friction, and 'resisted', and viscosity, and compression. These nouns describe what is intuitive into the manufacture of what they call 'chaos'. With some forgiveness for the artist, who owns no wind tunnel......
But wait, he is watching the natural tunnel. The boundaries of the tunnel, the visible limits, are described by the shapes so important to the one who is 'visual' in his genius, the Italian.
The artist who cannot see boundaries cannot see shape. Some of us demand precision that is not available, and request of the intuitive that assumptions be made. It is then organized to further 'knowledge'.
The artist is satisfied with space and its inhabitants. The observer demands more, and makes up a personal 'language', a 'jargon'.
In jargon are rules, and code. From chaos, the artist sees order. The inventor makes the order perform, and the circle is complete.
The wing collects the workers, and pushes them away. In pushing, he is raised, and supported.
If I block your exit, will you take another?