Redemption · Token Detail
Redemption #18
Redemption is a 400‑piece generative art collection created as a visual journey through Lent. Each artwork is a charcoal‑and‑ink meditation on the mystery of suffering and mercy: a bowed head under a crown of thorns, hands clasped in prayer, a veiled figure in shadow, arms outstretched in a cruciform gesture, or simply a beam of light breaking into darkness. The style is stark and devotional — high‑contrast chiaroscuro, rough hand‑drawn texture, large fields of negative space, and a mostly monochrome palette with a single accent of blood‑red, gold or Lenten violet. There is no graphic violence, only symbolic hints: drops, thorns, nails, rays of light. Redemption asks what grace looks like when all that is left is charcoal, paper, and a quiet yes.
Token information
- Collection
- Redemption
- Token ID
- #18
- Subject
- Clasped Hands in Prayer
- Composition / Scale
- Half-Length Figure
- Light Source
- Gentle Front Light with Soft Shadows
- Background / Space
- Rough Wall or Stone Texture
- Symbol
- Crown of Thorns Motif
- Emotional Tone
- Penitent Surrender
- Rarity
- Common
Owner information
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