SUPERPOSITION
SUPERPOSITION Is A Living Paradox. Multiple States Coexist Until Your Presence Acts As A Measurement—Through Your Thoughts, Beliefs, And Prejudices—and Then It Collapses To One Possibility: The Version You Build In Your Mind. In Other Words, The Art Doesn’t Truly Occur Until Someone Witnesses It. It Is At Once A Riddle And A Revelation. Opposing Realities Overlap By Design Thriving In The Realm of the Unknown.
This Painting Takes Its Name From The Core Rule Of Quantum Mechanics: A Qubit Can Be “0,” “1,” or Anything In Between.
On This Canvas, The Rigid Zero-One Logic Of Classical Thinking Dissolves. Geometric Shards Float Over Luminous Grounds, Colors Collide With Voids, And Depth Argues With Flatness. Two Incompatible Truths Can Inhabit The Same Space, Much As We Harbor Conflicting Emotions And Identities.
The Canvas is A Machine That Does Not Depict SUPERPOSITION; It Behaves Like One.
Step Closer, And You Will Feel The Tension Between Form And Anti-form, Between Freedom And Constraint. Choice Becomes An Act Of Collapse The Instant You Commit To One Interpretation; The Spellbinding Cloud Of Maybes Hardens Into One Outcome. There Is Loss And Gain In A Single Moment, And The Painting Honors Both.
Loss Of Infinite Interpretations.
Gain Of Valuable Meaning.
No Two Viewers—or Even Two Glances By The Same Viewer—yield The Exact Same Story.
Materials Are Welcome To Misbehave. Cracks, Transparencies, And Textures Are Not Errors To Be Fixed; They’re Vital Data—Evidence Of Life, Chaos, And Unpredictability. Entropy Is Part Of The Creative Process, Turning The Typically Feared Agent Of Destruction Into A Generative Force Of Creation.
In The Traditional View, An Artwork Is A Finished Object And The Audience Merely Observes. SUPERPOSITION Is More Like A Code Awaiting Input—your Eyes, Your Movement, Your Curiosity Are Required To Bring It To Life. The Audience Is An Essential Part Of The Art-making Process.
This Is Art As Challenge, Not Comfort—meant To Unsettle And Awaken, Never To Serve As Polite Décor.
Why Cling To A Single Narrative When Our Lives Run On Parallel Ones? We Are Superposed Creatures—Loving And Regretting At Once, Desiring And Withdrawing In The Same Breath, Entangled With Distant People And Places In Ways That Defy Distance. Here, Those Contradictions Are Features, Not Flaws.
SUPERPOSITION Is An Interface. It Recruits Mental Turmoil As A Fundamental Part Of The Computation. This Painting Is A Reminder Of The Dangerous Truth That Humans Are Superposed, Relationships Are Entangled, And Choices Are Collapses We Survive—and, If We’re Lucky, Sometimes Even Celebrate.