You hesitate, hand poised on the glass-door handle, knowing that the plates inside hover on the brink of falling—yet remain intact. No matter how carefully you open the cabinet, you cannot avert their inevitable shattering.
In this suspended moment, the plates exist in a state akin to Schrödinger’s cat: both broken and whole. Unlike the cat, however, the transparent glass door lays bare the observer’s power to collapse this quantum entanglement—which, in this case, has already occurred: the moment you open the cupboard, the plate is already broken.
A meditation on inevitability, observation, and the quantum collapse of possibilities.