To "read" artwork - that's a whole 'nother language. I'm not fluent in that one. Not even close.
I can barely grasp poetry!
So many ideas, insights, and truths sail right over my head, but I catch the occasional feather or dandelion seed. Time, work, and *grace - these are written all over you, to speak!

“Are you a parking ticket? ‘Cause you’ve got fine written all over you.”

Written all over you - an odd way to say "It's obvious on you."