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Punk AI #323
Punk AI explores the aesthetics of digital malfunction. Every artwork is created through a generative process that specifies structure, palette, texture and glitch events, then allows the system to respond. The resulting images are layered fields of gradients, fractures, scanlines and chromatic offsets, hovering between computation and emotion — refined enough to feel deliberate, raw enough to feel rebellious.

Token information
- Collection
- Punk AI
- Token ID
- #323
- Core Algorithm
- Glitch Weave
- Palette
- Dusty Terminal Greens
- Structure
- Soft Gradient Field
- Texture
- Ink-Like Smudge
- Energy
- Gentle Flutter
- Focus
- Off-Center Cluster
- Glitch Event
- Micro Pixel Tear
- Rarity
- Common
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