quantum aesthetics

Quite a pretense yes.

I think around a subject. My daughter has been identified, as have others, to belong a new adjunct curriculum based on...what I think is not as aptly named, "Divergent thinking", but what I think of as constructing around an idea. Brainstorming. Good for programming too.

I did write a aesthetic metaphor for quantum thinking...which was a whirling tornado of things...material flying around a funnel tornado cloud as representing a kind of chaos otherwise called the howling void...its just a metaphor so you could stand right next to the swirling mass of things and see that just beyond it, other other side it, there is nothing at all. I guess then beyond that is the other side where what was just in front of you is flying back around but in the opposite direction and seen from the opposite side: a mirror not in space, but in time meaning how fast some so close by is moving.

Also, there is this atomization of being going on these days: you can find meaning in me, but I do not in you, OR, you can not find any meaning in me and I find meaning in you...which is left or right...OR, we can both not find meaning in each other, lastly or, we can both find meaning in each other.

Simply, I might find something meaningful in that image, while, you do not. But then in the next sequence I might not find something meaningful and you do...see what I am getting at?

I kinda like the idea of using Pop Art to approximate this idea. It does pop (or does not). Pops easier definition was always tentatively proposed: pop as short for popular seemed to miss the mark. Popular Art, the term in general covering pop music and popular entertainment...this has a quality that seems less meaningful than more serious art.
However, the mass of the pop is not the same as the volume, so while Stephan King calls himself the "Turkey Noodle Soup" of writers, he is probably the most Popular storyteller, while Shakespeare is very far beyond a mass of other writers. King is a pop artist, while Shakespeare is not.
And what there was of the centuries, the 12 or so great Artists EVER, is now one artist per month!

Yet I wish to draw you further down into this void...wherein, I must make mention of another perhaps illuminating idea. Hegel's misunderstood dialectics were...like there is a particle or granular view; the itsy bitsy thesis vs. antithesis, and then there is the wave view, further away but wider field of all those particles spreading out and down and about, like a fractal image or a massive collection of particles, swarming and forming waves...the empty space being where they are not and the swarm forming part of the wave being where they are.
Or, you can understand it thusly, stack up, on either side of the "vs", all the thesis on one side, and the other side all the antithesis. Thats the static view, the dynamic view is, to start slow, that these thesis and antithesis can shift and spin so as to form waves around the stack.
Of course, in terms of shades of meaning there will be one place or perhaps two that have the greatest polarity wherein, the spin eventually tunes to, but is nonetheless highly unstable and easily set into a spin again.
Just to throw out any shading, each succeeding thesis throws the least amount of association on its neighbor in the stack...yet, if you read them all you would have a comprehensible set.
The whole set of Antithesiss and Thesis are like an Anode; particles flowing in opposite directions, like sheets of Auroreal Light but just the forms of magnetic fields. There is no final coming together, but constant flow.

Thats the tunnel that is now created in this fractured free association society, but because this quantum scale of people ranges around four areas of meaning, this is a kinda of Fractal basis of society.

I see this in movies these days, a lot. Say, for instance one can cut between two different scenes, say a glass being first picked up in the lobby, and then the actor is to set it down in the next room and is gesturing down and then as the glass touch the tabletop the tabletop shifts to the tabletop across the street, where the same glass is being set down but on a different table.
There is no meaning there other than the most empty of transitions or suggesting some parallel reality. But its still there, a minimal meaning sharing some affinity with Ozu's transition objects.