SZ COSMOGONY
Still entirely inside the SZ realm.
Digital. Hyper‑real. Excessive. Nothing reduced.
The work behaves like a book.
Closed: 150 cm. Contained. Frontal.
Open: 300 cm. A world unfolds.
The AI notes: structure matters here.
Yes. Opening is not narrative, it’s exposure.
The eyes are present. Always.
Detailed, alive, disturbing.
Something hides at the bottom of them.

The AI insists: this is a constant in your portraits.
I know. The gaze is never neutral. It holds something back.
Inside, everything accumulates.
Bodies. Animals. Hybrids. Water and land at the same time.
Hyper‑defined surfaces. Skin, fur, reflections.
Nothing suggests. Everything insists on being seen.
The AI reduces it to one word: simultaneity.
That’s correct.
A gorilla. A drag queen. A UFO.
No metaphor needed. No hierarchy.
Same visual dignity. Same level of reality.
The AI warns me not to explain.
I don’t. Explanation would weaken it.
Closed, the image is controlled.
Open, it becomes unstable, excessive.
Like consciousness when it stops filtering.
The AI calls it a visual overload without chaos.
Yes. Order through accumulation.
SZ Cosmogony is not about beginnings.
It doesn’t explain origin.
It allows presence. Everything at once.
The eyes remain the threshold.

















The AI agrees: they are entrances, not symbols.
Nothing is resolved.
Nothing is reduced.
Everything is visible.
I step back.
The universe stays open.
