Plastica · Token Detail
Plastica #411
Each token in Plastica presents a miniature capsule-toy artifact photographed in extreme close-up. The opened yellow capsule appears as a recurring curatorial motif, framing the object like a display case.
The focus is texture and material truth: seams, scratches, dust, gloss, and micro-geometry — the quiet poetry of plastic.

Token information
- Collection
- Plastica
- Token ID
- #411
- Artifact Type
- Mask Totem
- Capsule State
- Capsule Framing
- Backdrop
- Blueprint Grey
- Lighting
- Double-Source Studio
- Optics
- Tilt Precision
- Condition
- Crazed Stress Lines
- Colourway
- Iridescent Sheen
- Layout
- Icon Placement
- Rarity
- Rare
Owner information
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