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gm 💛
from schneemann to mendieta, artists have long explored how the body can embody myth rather than simply illustrate it. chromadea by @lensonskin carries that lineage forward, using color, light, silk, and gesture to reimagine the divine. 44 images yet to be revealed.
from schneemann to mendieta, artists have long explored how the body can embody myth rather than simply illustrate it. chromadea by @lensonskin carries that lineage forward, using color, light, silk, and gesture to reimagine the divine. 44 images yet to be revealed.
Forty-four goddesses dissolve into color and silk; each fold a myth, each pigment a body reborn in light.
Chromadea is where they wear new skins of hue! x.com/i/article/2115…
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The new special Limited Edition is now live ❤️🔥
• 0.0075e / 15 editions only 🔗🔻
• 0.0075e / 15 editions only 🔗🔻
GM Legends ★
Don't follow the wind, don't follow the noise, your peace is within yourself. Stay at my own temperature.
New Dropp — “Different Degree”🔥🧊🔥
• Special Limited Edition 🖼️
Live on Transientlabs 🔗 ↴
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GM ☀️💕
Many wonderful people have joined us over the last two days by making a purchase for Chapter 1 to “Tales of IRMA”. I am grateful to all of them for their support. @lovaniceth @grubnot @justaziz @Pixelproperty_ @pseudonym478 @AmanRasouli_ @0xMahnaz 🫂💕 Chapter 1 was no er 2: Into the Unknown!
🚨Currently on sale on @TransientLabs with a 7-day time limit ✨
Just 0.0029 #ETH
👇🏻I’ve included the MINT LINK, project details, and the story from the chapter 2 below… 😋💕Enjoy!!!
‼️Don’t forget to pick one up to every chapter so you can own the physical book once it’s printed.❣️
Many wonderful people have joined us over the last two days by making a purchase for Chapter 1 to “Tales of IRMA”. I am grateful to all of them for their support. @lovaniceth @grubnot @justaziz @Pixelproperty_ @pseudonym478 @AmanRasouli_ @0xMahnaz 🫂💕 Chapter 1 was no er 2: Into the Unknown!
🚨Currently on sale on @TransientLabs with a 7-day time limit ✨
Just 0.0029 #ETH
👇🏻I’ve included the MINT LINK, project details, and the story from the chapter 2 below… 😋💕Enjoy!!!
‼️Don’t forget to pick one up to every chapter so you can own the physical book once it’s printed.❣️
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You should check this 👇🏻🔥
Amazing collection by amazin artist @cozmonika_art 🤘🏻
Amazing collection by amazin artist @cozmonika_art 🤘🏻
GM dark kids🖤
Now that you’ve seen all 16, here’s the twist.
RITUALS will be released as a blind mint.
Maybe you already have a favorite.
Now let fate decide which one finds its way to you.
◾ 16 unique 1/1s
◾ 0.069 ETH
◾ Instant reveal
◾ Presale: October 30
◾ Public he ritual begin 🕯️
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M🌞🌞rning All Amazing fam
Happy #TEZOSTUESDAY ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Wish All great sales today 😘😘😘
Me And My Available Pieces on @objktcom
3 of them are 1/1💎💎💎
2 of them are collaboration❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
3 of them waiting for sold out 🥲🥲🥲
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Happy #TEZOSTUESDAY ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Wish All great sales today 😘😘😘
Me And My Available Pieces on @objktcom
3 of them are 1/1💎💎💎
2 of them are collaboration❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
3 of them waiting for sold out 🥲🥲🥲
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GM and Happy #TEZOSTUESDAY
All eyes on me
Haunted beyond death
Magic
NFTS- vibes into the future
ALL : Digital hand-drawn
All eyes on me
Haunted beyond death
Magic
NFTS- vibes into the future
ALL : Digital hand-drawn
GM and happy #TEZOSTUESDAY
SAMHAIN 🎃🕯️
When spirits awaken and shadows come alive, the night calls us to dance, celebrate, and embrace the spooky magic of Halloween. 🦇
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Good morning, humans .👁️I👁️.
Standing with my demons...👺👹
Beautiful death...Stranding with my demons...
In the heart of the endless black, where silence had grown teeth, the Warrior stood alone, until he wasn't.
The demons bloomed like n fire screaming from a grid of yellow, square teeth; mane lashing like severed power lines in a storm; pink madness grinning through melting, mosaic flesh; square-void eyes swallowing every stray photon; blue shadows splitting open with mandibles that clicked ancient, unspeakable code.
Two faces, five, infinite, they circled, merged, tore apart, old debts finally come due. In his grip pulsed the blade: no mere sword, but a nightmare composite,bone white spine fused to executioner's curve, hilt braided in throbbing neon veins, guard a fractured mandala, whose single green eye stared back, patient, knowing, older than regret. One face leaned close, breath scorching like overloaded circuits.
''You ran long enough. Fear in father's voice, shame in mother's silence, nights you begged the dark to erase your name. We aren't here to end you. You summoned us home.'' He laughed cracked, alive. Something silver red slipped from his lips; he didn't bother to name it.
'' Die standing,'' he told them, lifting the blade so it drank their screaming colors and spat them back twice as vicious. ''Rather than live on my knees, like slaves to silence.'' The pink one tilted, almost tender.
''No beauty left in pretending you're alone. So let us seek a beautiful death together. ''No war cry. No leap. Only the pull of inevitability. He swung once, not to destroy, but to merge.
Riot of their own multiplied demons in a final clash...
Around him the demons bloomed again: two faces, maybe five, maybe infinite.
One screams green fire from a mouth full of yellow square teeth, hair whipping like live wires in storm wind. Another grins pink madness, eyes glowing square voids that drink light. A third splits blue shadows, mandible clicking runes no tongue could speak.
They circle, they merge, they peel apart again.
Like old friends who came to collect.
In his hands:
- the blade. Not one sword, but a living composite spine fused to curved executioner's edge, hilt wrapped in braided neon veins, guard a fractured mandala with a single green eye at the center staring back at him. It vibrates.
It knows him better than he knows himself. One of the faces leans in, breath like burnt circuit boards. “You ran long enough,” it hisses, voice layered a hundred times. “Fear. Shame. The nights you begged the dark to forget your name. We're not here to kill you. We're here because you called us home.” He laughs, cracked, real. Blood or mercury trickles from his mouth; he doesn't check which. ''Die standing, ''he tells them, raising the sword so the blade catches every screaming color and throws it back twice as bright. ''Rather than live on my knees like slaves to silence.'' ''There is no more beauty left in pretending you're alone. So let us seek a beautiful death together.” No charge. No dramatic leap. Just the inevitable collision at the heart of the swirl. Steel kisses steel or bone kisses thought.
The blade drives through the green skull's open maw, splitting fractal teeth. In the same frozen instant, claws rake across his chest, blue tendrils punch through ribs, yellow eyes flare as the mandala guard bites deep into his own sternum.
They lock.
Foreheads ,nearly touch. Blades buried to impossible depths.
Colors bleed together: green into pink into blue into red into white hot nothing.
The void pulse once, twice, then etch themselves permanent:
Die standing rather than live on our knees like slaves.
There is no more beauty to be had from life, so let us then seek a beautiful death.
Standing with my demons, finally whole. No one falls. The hum fades to silence. The black remains black, but now it's warmer, thicker, like velvet that remembers light. In the center: one figure, upright forever. Multiple faces melted into a single defiant mask. Multiple blades fused into one impossible weapon still gripped tight. Unbroken.
Unbowed. That was the last stand ,not against the world, but with it.
Three souls.
All its shadows.
Still standing...
Standing with my demons...👺👹
Beautiful death...Stranding with my demons...
In the heart of the endless black, where silence had grown teeth, the Warrior stood alone, until he wasn't.
The demons bloomed like n fire screaming from a grid of yellow, square teeth; mane lashing like severed power lines in a storm; pink madness grinning through melting, mosaic flesh; square-void eyes swallowing every stray photon; blue shadows splitting open with mandibles that clicked ancient, unspeakable code.
Two faces, five, infinite, they circled, merged, tore apart, old debts finally come due. In his grip pulsed the blade: no mere sword, but a nightmare composite,bone white spine fused to executioner's curve, hilt braided in throbbing neon veins, guard a fractured mandala, whose single green eye stared back, patient, knowing, older than regret. One face leaned close, breath scorching like overloaded circuits.
''You ran long enough. Fear in father's voice, shame in mother's silence, nights you begged the dark to erase your name. We aren't here to end you. You summoned us home.'' He laughed cracked, alive. Something silver red slipped from his lips; he didn't bother to name it.
'' Die standing,'' he told them, lifting the blade so it drank their screaming colors and spat them back twice as vicious. ''Rather than live on my knees, like slaves to silence.'' The pink one tilted, almost tender.
''No beauty left in pretending you're alone. So let us seek a beautiful death together. ''No war cry. No leap. Only the pull of inevitability. He swung once, not to destroy, but to merge.
Riot of their own multiplied demons in a final clash...
Around him the demons bloomed again: two faces, maybe five, maybe infinite.
One screams green fire from a mouth full of yellow square teeth, hair whipping like live wires in storm wind. Another grins pink madness, eyes glowing square voids that drink light. A third splits blue shadows, mandible clicking runes no tongue could speak.
They circle, they merge, they peel apart again.
Like old friends who came to collect.
In his hands:
- the blade. Not one sword, but a living composite spine fused to curved executioner's edge, hilt wrapped in braided neon veins, guard a fractured mandala with a single green eye at the center staring back at him. It vibrates.
It knows him better than he knows himself. One of the faces leans in, breath like burnt circuit boards. “You ran long enough,” it hisses, voice layered a hundred times. “Fear. Shame. The nights you begged the dark to forget your name. We're not here to kill you. We're here because you called us home.” He laughs, cracked, real. Blood or mercury trickles from his mouth; he doesn't check which. ''Die standing, ''he tells them, raising the sword so the blade catches every screaming color and throws it back twice as bright. ''Rather than live on my knees like slaves to silence.'' ''There is no more beauty left in pretending you're alone. So let us seek a beautiful death together.” No charge. No dramatic leap. Just the inevitable collision at the heart of the swirl. Steel kisses steel or bone kisses thought.
The blade drives through the green skull's open maw, splitting fractal teeth. In the same frozen instant, claws rake across his chest, blue tendrils punch through ribs, yellow eyes flare as the mandala guard bites deep into his own sternum.
They lock.
Foreheads ,nearly touch. Blades buried to impossible depths.
Colors bleed together: green into pink into blue into red into white hot nothing.
The void pulse once, twice, then etch themselves permanent:
Die standing rather than live on our knees like slaves.
There is no more beauty to be had from life, so let us then seek a beautiful death.
Standing with my demons, finally whole. No one falls. The hum fades to silence. The black remains black, but now it's warmer, thicker, like velvet that remembers light. In the center: one figure, upright forever. Multiple faces melted into a single defiant mask. Multiple blades fused into one impossible weapon still gripped tight. Unbroken.
Unbowed. That was the last stand ,not against the world, but with it.
Three souls.
All its shadows.
Still standing...
Good morning, humans .👺⚔️👹.
Last stand...
" Die standing rather than live on my knees like slaves!"
"There is no more beauty to be had from life, so let us then seek a beautiful death! "
Two dying warriors, lord and executioner, meet in the snow-choked pass after They speak the defiant words, clash in a single lethal instant, and impale each other. Neither kneels. Neither falls.
They die standing, locked together in eternal defiance, becoming the final, unbreakable image of the lost battle.
Only two remained....
.... Armor split, left arm useless, katana trembling in his good hand. And the Shogun’s executioner faceless helm, nodachi dripping red, breathing slow as death itself.
They faced each other across ten paces of trampled, crimson snow.
One spoke first, voice raw but clear. “Die standing,” he said, '' rather than live on our knees like slaves.”
The executioner tilted his head no reply, only the soft creak of lacquered plates. ''There is no more beauty to be had from life,'' he continued, almost gently, ''so let us then seek a beautiful death. ''
One step....
Then another....
No flourish....
No roar.
They met in the center, like two shadows colliding. Steel sang once, twice. The katana opened the executioner from collar to hip.
Both staggered...
Neither knelt...
They stood locked together, blades buried deep, foreheads almost touching, blood pooling black on white.
The executioner: long exhale. Then silence. When the snow finally stopped, hours later, two figures remained upright in the pass embracing in death, swords still crossed, refusing to fall.
Two sword lines, carved deep:
Die standing rather than live on our knees like slaves.
There is no more beauty to be had from life, so let us then seek a beautiful death. The wind reads them still. That was their last battle.
Two men.
One moment.
Unbroken.
A last stand...
May we all have a great calm week🤞
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☀️ 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝑴𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 ♡
A little reminder for today:
Clarity is kindness. Honesty is respect. And sometimes, a simple answer is far more valuable than a promise.
May we never have to guess where we stand with people. 🕊️
Have a beautiful day. ✨
A little reminder for today:
Clarity is kindness. Honesty is respect. And sometimes, a simple answer is far more valuable than a promise.
May we never have to guess where we stand with people. 🕊️
Have a beautiful day. ✨
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The first day for Chapter 2 👉🏻 8 mints 🔥
A huge thank you to my wonderful supporters; I hope you’re enjoying the story!🙃
@Justaziz @mindal_nft @alexievich_nft @diarthouse @Crip2DaX 💕🫂
See you in the next episode 😋
🚨 Chapter 1 is completely closed to sales. Chapter 2 will also close to sales next Monday, at which point the new chapter will become available for purchase.
The first day for Chapter 2 👉🏻 8 mints 🔥
A huge thank you to my wonderful supporters; I hope you’re enjoying the story!🙃
@Justaziz @mindal_nft @alexievich_nft @diarthouse @Crip2DaX 💕🫂
See you in the next episode 😋
🚨 Chapter 1 is completely closed to sales. Chapter 2 will also close to sales next Monday, at which point the new chapter will become available for purchase.
GM ☀️💕
Many wonderful people have joined us over the last two days by making a purchase for Chapter 1 to “Tales of IRMA”. I am grateful to all of them for their support. @lovaniceth @grubnot @justaziz @Pixelproperty_ @pseudonym478 @AmanRasouli_ @0xMahnaz 🫂💕 Chapter 1 was no er 2: Into the Unknown!
🚨Currently on sale on @TransientLabs with a 7-day time limit ✨
Just 0.0029 #ETH
👇🏻I’ve included the MINT LINK, project details, and the story from the chapter 2 below… 😋💕Enjoy!!!
‼️Don’t forget to pick one up to every chapter so you can own the physical book once it’s printed.❣️
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Thank you so much dear @ItsNaastaaraan for collecting an edition of “THE BURDEN”✨🤍
I’m grateful for your support🥰
Much love!!
I’m grateful for your support🥰
Much love!!
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5 Questions with today's Featured 6529 Meme Artist @AmanRasouli_
In line with her upcoming meme card drop at 2.40pm UTC today, i got in a quick Q&A with the artist:
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What got you into the on-chain digital art space?
I was drawn to the NFT space by the onomy. Having spent years fighting to find my voice in a world that sought to silence it, I found in Web3 a landscape where art can exist without permission and without borders. For me, this space is not just a new medium; it is a sanctuary where my identity can be truly owned and my stories can be told directly. I entered this space to claim my place in the digital frontier, ensuring that my art, and the truth it carries, can never be erased or silenced again.
Which artists do you admire/are most influenced by?
I am most inspired by those who use art as a tool for survival and liberation, artists who aren't afraid to embrace the shadows to find the light. I deeply admire the strength and vision of @0xMahnaz and @humilevskyi. Their work and presence resonate with my own journey, proving that art can be both a sanctuary and a scream of existence. For me, the greatest influence is this shared resilience: the ability to transform a struggle into a beacon of hope.
What are your biggest milestones since entering the space?
My biggest milestones aren't about numbers; they're about finding my place and the people who truly get me. Entering this space gave me a chance to connect with others who understand the weight of my stories. But for me, the real achievement is realizing that my art can be a voice for others, too. I want my work to reach every corner of the world, not just to be seen, but to leave a mark. I want to be a part of art history and turn my personal struggle into a conversation that the whole world hears.
Describe your artistic style in 5 words or less.
Resilience | Freedom | Femininity | Hope | Discovery
Shout-out/acknowledgements to anyone in particular for your upcoming drop?
Looking back at this journey, my heart is full of gratitude. To @lapislight, @grubnot, and @intrepid: thank you for being my strength. You were there through the heavy silences and the deepest shadows, believing in my vision even when the path ahead seemed dark. Your support wasn't just about the art, but about the soul behind it. To you, and to everyone who stands with me in this fight: thank you for being the light that helps me rise.
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@AmanRasouli_'s Meme Card drop "Choosing Light" goes live for 24hrs on 6529io/the-memes/mint from 2.40pm UTC onwards. Be sure to grab an edition before it runs out!
In line with her upcoming meme card drop at 2.40pm UTC today, i got in a quick Q&A with the artist:
_______________________
What got you into the on-chain digital art space?
I was drawn to the NFT space by the onomy. Having spent years fighting to find my voice in a world that sought to silence it, I found in Web3 a landscape where art can exist without permission and without borders. For me, this space is not just a new medium; it is a sanctuary where my identity can be truly owned and my stories can be told directly. I entered this space to claim my place in the digital frontier, ensuring that my art, and the truth it carries, can never be erased or silenced again.
Which artists do you admire/are most influenced by?
I am most inspired by those who use art as a tool for survival and liberation, artists who aren't afraid to embrace the shadows to find the light. I deeply admire the strength and vision of @0xMahnaz and @humilevskyi. Their work and presence resonate with my own journey, proving that art can be both a sanctuary and a scream of existence. For me, the greatest influence is this shared resilience: the ability to transform a struggle into a beacon of hope.
What are your biggest milestones since entering the space?
My biggest milestones aren't about numbers; they're about finding my place and the people who truly get me. Entering this space gave me a chance to connect with others who understand the weight of my stories. But for me, the real achievement is realizing that my art can be a voice for others, too. I want my work to reach every corner of the world, not just to be seen, but to leave a mark. I want to be a part of art history and turn my personal struggle into a conversation that the whole world hears.
Describe your artistic style in 5 words or less.
Resilience | Freedom | Femininity | Hope | Discovery
Shout-out/acknowledgements to anyone in particular for your upcoming drop?
Looking back at this journey, my heart is full of gratitude. To @lapislight, @grubnot, and @intrepid: thank you for being my strength. You were there through the heavy silences and the deepest shadows, believing in my vision even when the path ahead seemed dark. Your support wasn't just about the art, but about the soul behind it. To you, and to everyone who stands with me in this fight: thank you for being the light that helps me rise.
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@AmanRasouli_'s Meme Card drop "Choosing Light" goes live for 24hrs on 6529io/the-memes/mint from 2.40pm UTC onwards. Be sure to grab an edition before it runs out!
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I just minted "Tales of IRMA: Prologue" by @irmartx which is now live on @TransientLabs. Minting now! transient.xyz/mint/tales-of-…
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Today, I minted three wonderful works from three wonderful people; I’m really pleased with this. Check them!
🖤 @irmartx
transient.xyz/mint/chapter-2…
🖤 @Sneketoshi
transient.xyz/nfts/ethereum/…
🖤 @YonesMahmoudi99
transient.xyz/nfts/ethereum/…
🖤 @irmartx
transient.xyz/mint/chapter-2…
🖤 @Sneketoshi
transient.xyz/nfts/ethereum/…
🖤 @YonesMahmoudi99
transient.xyz/nfts/ethereum/…
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