Form · Token Detail
Form #820
Form treats each object as a physical artefact: coherent volume, unfamiliar topology, exacting surface and controlled studio light.

Token information
- Collection
- Form
- Token ID
- #820
- Topology
- Branch
- Complexity
- Moderate
- Curvature
- Broad
- Mass
- Balanced
- Openness
- Solid
- Symmetry
- Asymmetric
- Silhouette
- Balanced
- Material
- Black marble
- Finish
- Brushed
- Colour Family
- Natural stone
- Presentation
- Upright
- Background
- Pale grey studio
- Lighting
- Side key with soft fill
- Camera
- Slight elevation
- Rarity
- Common
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