Paradox of the Mind
A white brain on red, looped by its own black wire — the mind using itself to understand itself, and a small aside that knows how circular that is.
A brain drawn as a single white contour, its folds picked out in yellow, sits in the lower half of a red field. A black line leaves it, travels the long way round the sheet, and comes back in — a closed circuit with the organ as both source and destination. The sentence above it is the diagram in words.
The mind uses itself to understand itself.
The aside in brackets — would you look at that — is the only break in the loop, a note from the same mind catching itself at the trick. The paradox is not solved; it is drawn, then labelled, then shrugged at.