Fjords · Token Detail
Fjords #2
Each Fjords token is a complete cinematic landscape: mountain walls, deep water, atmospheric layers, realistic clouds, snow or rain, and light behaviour consistent with high-end photography.
Scenes include dawn mist, heavy storm fronts, lightning strikes, aurora nights, winter whiteouts, and glass-calm golden hours. Human presence — a cabin, a ship, a road — appears rarely and subtly.
The result is an intimate portrait of northern wilderness, captured as if by a travelling photographer.
Token information
- Collection
- Fjords
- Token ID
- #2
- Time of Day
- Golden Hour
- Season
- Summer Clarity
- Atmosphere
- Light Mist
- Fjord Composition
- Sheer Cliff Walls
- Human Presence
- None
- Camera POV
- Shoreline View
- Rarity
- Common
Owner information
More from Fjords
Other Collections
Trace
Trace is a study of perception — a hybrid visual language where photographic fragments become architectural diagrams, and linework reveals the hidden structure inside the world.
Each artwork begins with real photographs: textures, objects, architectural details, or natural fragments. These images are arranged as intentional collages — quiet, asymmetric, evocative. Over them, precise linework unfolds: topographic contours, orthographic projections, and geometric extrapolations that reinterpret the photograph’s form.
Trace sits between blueprint and sketchbook, between fine-art print and architectural analysis. It is a dialogue between what is seen and what is understood.
Caustic
Caustic is a study in purity under assault. Minimal geometric forms — circles, squares, bars, planes — placed against soft neutral fields. Perfect shapes eroded by chemical light, corroded edges, pigment burn, structural decay, and caustic dissolution.
Every token is a meditation on tension: order versus breakdown, geometry versus entropy, serenity versus corrosion. A single shape becomes a battlefield for chemical destruction.
Dust
Dust is a study in chalk, pigment and breath — abstract forms arranged like quiet mathematics.
Circles, lines and woven geometries drift across soft paper textures, fading at the edges as if they were drawn and erased a hundred times before settling into their final shape. Some pieces feel like blueprints, others like constellations or half-remembered maps, but all of them carry the same powdered calm: the hush of chalk hanging in the air.