This work borrows its title from Kurt Vonnegut’s The Sirens of Titan, where a chrono-synclastic infundibulum is described as a kind of dimensional rift, a place where all possible truths coexist, and linear time dissolves. I loved the absurd poetry of that phrase, but also what it implies: a place where contradiction isn’t just allowed, it’s necessary. It felt like the perfect metaphor for what I was building here, a glittering field of parallel perspectives, moments, and selves.
The stars in this piece don’t map to a single constellation. They scatter, overlap, and contradict one another. Each one feels like a version of a story, or a possible truth suspended in a galactic diagram that never resolves. The dotted curve running diagonally suggests a trajectory or timeline, but it bends too much to be trustworthy. It could be a string of code, a chain of memory, or a cosmic breadcrumb trail.
For me, this work is about the joy and disorientation of nonlinearity, how memory, identity, and perception all break apart when you stop pretending they follow straight lines. It’s also about color as a kind of simultaneity. All of these hues are speaking at once, none canceling the others out. It’s loud, crowded, contradictory, and that’s exactly the point. Like Vonnegut’s infundibulum, it invites you to let go of fixed meaning and just drift.
8 x 10 in. | Acrylic on wood panel
Ángel Rafael Vázquez-Concepción 