The Decagon is the infinitely evolving, always unique, and eternally open membership token of the Decaverse. Designed by Kjetil Golid.

Decagon #6167

Huh #2

It's summer, but everywhere is freezing.  
Nothing melts the ice outside,  
and the cold outside does not cool me inside.  
Inside does not cool,  
and outside does not get warm.  
The cube is thick.  
The coldness is deep.  
my heart beats
I get warm,  
I remain cold.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.


The coldness is deep

In that parallel world, she was a woman in an eternal autumn.
On cloudy days, the blue of her world came to life.
Her body warmed from her coldness.
All the cold blues of the world were her daily routines, and at night
In the nights, dreaming of a colorful autumn, she would ignite from the fire beneath the leaves.
She burned until the light of morning;
the next cloudy morning, she woke up bluer than ever.


What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

Eternal Autumn

When I was a child, my grandmother used to say that when you look up at the sky and the sparkle of the stars catches your eye, those stars are the angels watching over you from above. 
Now that I’ve grown up, every time I look up at the starry nights, I want to imagine that there is still an angel up there watching over me and taking care of me.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

One soul, One world 

The black cat, No one paid attention to her.
Under the relentless rain, she sat alone in the middle of the sidewalk, watching the passersby hurrying past her.
The rain always soothed her.

The black cat, who had no shadow on sunny days,
and on rainy days had stars gathering around its wet fur, and when she walked, her paws hitting the ground, made a sound like the swish of a sword.

She didn't even know herself that in her previous life, Years ago, Somewhere far away she was a brave warrior who disappeared on a rainy day, and people wove stories about her for many years.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by a piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

441 Years Ago

In the darkness of the night, suddenly he said, "Have you ever looked up above your head?" 
Without answering, I turned my head upwards and looked at the sky. It was dark. Just a regular sky. I got back to my work again. 
He said, "It's mesmerizing. Their presence is so vivid in the night. They've turned on all the brooms." From the corner of my eye, I saw that he was still looking up. I wondered what he was talking about! There was no star involved. I turned my head again, and this time I was shocked. It was a silky light that I saw above my head. The first time, I hadn't noticed them because my eyes were fixed on the light of my mobile phone. But this time, I couldn't take my eyes off them.

When I was a child, they used to say that for every creature that leaves the Earth, a star is born up above. Imagine how many stars are born and how many lights we don't see with these tired eyes! 



Each Butterfly, A Star

This architectural form in the picture is Azadi tower located in Tehran. The word Azadi in Persian language means Freedom or Liberty. The point is that Azadi tower these days located somewhere in the map without any definition of real freedom.
These birds are the symbols of those who, seemingly free in the sky, but do not have the possibility of a limitless flight.
The blue of sky is not divided equally for everyone. 
I made 40 editions of this piece to spread the concept more.

All Flying Birds are not free

There are some weird times in life that you find yourself under circumstances which remind you of something unexplainable.

There is somewhere dark deep inside every human, 
full of unlived emotions 
that are  far to reach and hard to touch.

A twist on the granite deep in the water

Me as a ...

In my last Decal project, I'm transforming my friends' Gons into a Decal; In my unique style using a music piece that I've created specifically for this project.
Each Decal consists of a person's Decagon from the initial stage to the current level. All of them are intended to be 1/1 NFTs. This one belongs to Xo

Xo Decalidel L 1 to 100 #19

Decals are always emerging from the world around us! 

In my last Decal project, I'm transforming my friends' Gons into a Decal; In my unique style using a music piece that I've created specifically for this project.
Each Decal consists of a person's Decagon from the initial stage to the current level. All of them are intended to be 1/1 NFTs. This one belongs to aaronrferguson

aaronrferguson Decalidel L 1 to 100#34 

Decal

This architectural form in the picture is the Azadi Tower located in Tehran. The word Azadi in the Persian language means freedom or liberty. The point is that the Azadi Tower is located somewhere on the map without a real definition of freedom.
These birds are symbols of those who, seemingly free in the sky, but do not have the possibility of limitless flight.
The blue of the sky is not divided equally for everyone.

All Flying Birds Are Not Free


Birds that have been in cages for a long time,
See everywhere striped even their sky is striped;
Just to the size of the cage.
Their gaze is full of obstacles, even when there is no cage.
Their thoughts are drawn to the bars of the mind and stay there.



All The Blue Birds In The Cages

Keep flying! All the  Blue Birds and Butterflies

Trust me, but sometimes the Little Prince pees on the same private-personal-lovable planet  with all its problems. Sometimes he gets so upset that nothing else matters to him; not even that planet. 

The Little Prince Pees On His Planet

The little prince is tired of the fox's philosophical speeches, so he pretends to listen while having more fun with himself by picking his nose.

The Little Prince Picking His Nose

The Little Prince In Real Life

This collection is a set of figures that are engaged in a distant gaze at themselves;
What the concept of "self" is struggling with other superficial concepts of humanity.

Am I experiencing everything for real or is it just a simple electrifying sensation?

Electrifying

Introspection

The silk of your clothing flows like the tail of an autumn garment in the wind.
Your scent is that of autumn and shapes the air.
You have left, but your presence still lingers in the streets. 
As for me, I am that orange leaf of autumn that can be found wherever there's wind. 
You came with the wind and I'm carried on the waves of your silk.

The Blue October 

Do you know what petrichor is? 
It's the smell of the rain on the dry earth that fills your nose with the first drops. 
It's your scent!
In this flood and storm, I only feel the petrichor that always reminds me of your presence.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting consists of layers stacked on top of each other. It is a combination of physical and digital painting. Accompanied by a piece of music that has been composed by me specifically for this project.

Petrichor

The Fall In The Blue

If your presence wasn't there,
Then what kept me safe from the storm?
I saw that bird
I saw you
I was there, under your wings.

Your Presence

The Shelter is a collection of my watercolor stories, mixed with digital touch.
What you see is a composite of layers painted with watercolors and stacked on top of each other, creating a new story with each image.

None of the moments of loneliness
That I indulged in to avoid facing how I'm living my life
Will be counted in the span of my existence.
My loneliness without your presence is a deliberate and destructive forgetfulness
That distances me further from you.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting. Consists of many layers stacked on top of each other. It is a combination of physical and digital painting. Accompanied by a piece of music that has been arranged specifically for this project.

Me, Without You

The Shelter

Among all passersby, 
I am the only one who knows you
And I feel your presence 
In the purple Twilight of the new year's snowfall.


What you see is an animated painting; layers of watercolor painting on cardboard that have been digitally stacked on top of each other and turned into a video. Accompanied by a piece of music that has been composed specifically for this project.

Twilight

Dragon On Fire

New Year

WORLD OF ANIMALS

It was around 2 am, and I was thinking about what to paint. When I saw Anna with her cat in front of the camera, I realized I had found my muse.
So I painted this cat during the first live One Love DAO painting party.

What you see is A combination of physical and digital art. 
Half of all proceeds are going to One Love DAO

The One Love DAO Cat

The last moment of despair
It's exactly that moment when you are reviewing everything you've done and your mind is filled with conflicting thoughts telling you to let go or stay and persevere. Images pass in front of your closed eyes as if you are watching them from a distance, and the moment of decision-making approaches.

This sketch was the last one I created live on the Super Sketch app. The initial image was a bit raw, so I refined its lines in Photoshop. I decided to give it motion, play some notes for it and mint it to preserve it as a memento of my first experience with this app. 
Fifty percent of the sales of this art will be donated to the One Love Dao community, which led to the creation of this piece.

The last moment of ...

One Love Dao Collaboration

Life is a moment in which you grow in 
And your blossoms rejuvenate the world. 
Come and root, 
come and grow tall, 
Come and let your blossoms rain on me.

This is An animated physical watercolor painting mixed with digital art. I've composed the short song specifically for my projects.

Life is a moment in which...

Fire is the friction of her gaze, rising from the dark flow of her sink
Fire is her restless soul slipping into the darkness of ink
Fire is her beating heart bringing life back from the bleak.

This animated painting is a combination of physical watercolor and digital art, and I composed the short music specifically for this project.

Pure as fire, liquid as ink

Spring

Life is those moments when nothing has changed, yet you remain hopeful.
The notes are the same seven, but with a different voice.
You're still giving it your all, yet you're alive.
You may still be broken, but you won't shatter.
Every time hope bubbles up, it's the roots of your being that anchor you down and keep you standing tall.

This animated painting is a combination of physical watercolor and digital art, and I designed the sound story specifically for this project.

HOPE

We're all living in a bubble of our emotions.

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Bubble

Do you remember that one day you said all those who leave our lives become birds and return to our windows?  
I think I saw you today.  
But I wish you had told me where you go when you're not here.  
Is there a nowhere that is just the home of the birds who have returned from the world?


What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

I think I saw you today

Fairy: Come on, let's go!
Me: If I come, will you give me your bubble and star too?
Fairy: Of course I will, silly. Just come!
Me: But where to?
Fairy: I don’t know, anywhere but here. To dreams, to tomorrow, or maybe, as you humans say, to another "now."  To Parallel worlds! Take this star and come on!

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

To Another "Now"

Edge of the World

In my dream, I was underwater. 
I could see the surface of the water, but I couldn't get my face close to it. Beneath the sound of bubbles, I heard it, the sound of angel wings. Finally, she came. Like other nights underwater, 
I said, "Why are you here if you don't want to talk to me?" 
She said, "I always speak, you don't listen." 
I said, "Tell me what color getting rid of stifling is." 
She said, "Breathe." 
I said, "You say this every night. Damn you, I can't breathe underwater. Tell me what color it is so I can think about it to the end of the dream." 
She said, "Don't think, just breathe." 
I closed my eyes and finally took a breath. I started to move. I turned into color. I turned into breath. I turned into light. Something was pulling me upwards. It was the first time I didn't drown in my dream.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

What color is "getting rid of stifling"?

 In my dream I was sitting by the dock, dangling my feet in the water, talking to the fish as usual. 
The air was misty, but its red scales sparkled every time it surfaced. 
I asked, "Can you stay?" 
It replied, "I won't go anywhere. You are the one who will leave." 
I asked, "Where would I go?" 
The fish said, "With the flow!!! I'm just here to show you the way. When the path became clear, I won't be by your side anymore. You will enter your own world and live with creatures other than me. But you will always remember that one day we swam together in this river, and you went with the flow."
I woke up from the dream, but I could still feel the cool touch of its red skin on my feet.


What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by a piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.





And You Went With The Flow

I Had A Dream

Location: At the end of my grandfather's garden, by the river. 

In the lazy shadow of the adult ages,
I see the same child who, on a humid and warm summer rainy afternoon, barefoot in the river, cries out with delight at the coolness of the water on her skin. She inhales the rain and savors life like a vanilla ice cream.
I was there. I have lived this scene.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

I was there. I have lived this scene.

- Remember, as long as you don't dare to turn on the light, you can't see what's inside the darkness. 
- So, do you mean that truth only exists in the light? 
- Not truth! We're not talking about truth. 
- Then what? Why should I look at the light? 
- Because you think darkness is scarier. In the darkness, you can't even see yourself. 
- So what about truth? 
- There is NO truth. We all live in a grand illusion. 
Even the images in the light are something we NEED to see! 
Images in light and darkness differ for each of us. Even our shapes change in our own light and darkness. We only turn on the light to see the darkness better.


Truth or Dare

Innocence

On a rainy Halloween, 
after you've scared enough people, you can sit down and have a cozy and fun night with your friend watching your favorite show.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

It's always fun with friends!

A day before Halloween, when the sun rises, witches are on their way to various cities around the world after a coordination meeting to use the latest fright techniques, and they will magically appear in their designated places soon.

What you see is an animated watercolor painting, which is a blend of physical and digital art. It is complemented by the piece of music that I have composed specifically for my projects.

A Day Before

Halloween

شکستن بخشی از روال طبیعیِ اشیا به حساب می‌آد و معنی‌ش نابودی نیست. می‌شه با ظاهر جدید و پذیرش شکست‌ها حتا زیباتر از پیش، دوباره به زندگی برگشت!

4&5: تکه‌هایی از یک خانواده

افرا با رویایی از رد پای گذشته روی تخت بیمارستان به هوش می‌آید و ...

حس می‌کردم سِیلی که نگرانش بودم، روان شده است و خانه‌ای که در دهانه‌ی رودخانه ساختم روی آن شناور شده است. در همه‌ی این سال‌ها، بار‌ها به چیزی اندیشیده بودم که حسِ نبود امنیت و آرامش در من پدید می‌آورد. ولی چون نیمی از خود را زیر لایه‌هایی سخت پنهان کرده بودم که به دور خود تنیده بودم، هیچ‌گاه به پاسخی درست نمی‌رسیدم. می‌دانستم که سررشته‌ی کلاف گم‌شده‌ام در کودکی‌ها و گذشته‌هاست ولی آگاهانه به سراغش نمی‌رفتم. من با کشیدن دنیایی تازه بر سر خود، شبیه همان درخت افرای حیاط‌مان بودم که آن خانه‌ی نوساز را بر رویش ساختند. ولی سرانجام در میانه‌ی مسیر تازه، بدل شدن به انسان جدید و شاید مادر شدن به دامش افتادم. اگر حق انتخاب داشتم، آن روز‌ها بیش از هر زمان دیگر دلم نمی‌خواست به گذشته‌ها بیندیشم. 

اپیزود 9 و 10: جاده‌ای که به دریا می‌رفت

📚آبیِ بیشه📚

Breaking is part of the natural process of objects and doesn’t mean destruction. With a new appearance and acceptance of breaks, one can return to life even more beautifully than before!

4&5: Pieces of a Family

Afra awakens on a hospital bed, with memories of the past flooding back to her—memories that she hadn't recalled for years. These memories are so vivid that she struggles to believe she once lived them and ...

All the people in the world, in their physical shells due to the fundamental similarities that make them up, ultimately experience similar feelings. It’s the way of narrating life that separates them. Most of the fascinating novels in the world revolve around stories of war and poverty and misery or love and wealth and betrayal of people. Because many people empathize with these issues and everyone identifies with those like themselves who have traveled similar paths and have new proposals for each other. 

Episode 2&3: The shoe box

📚Coppice Blue📚

On a dark and bright, cloudy, rainy day, 
Amidst the hustle and bustle of the city,
I breathe in the air in search of a trace of you. 
You are the one whose touch of silk 
Is flowing in the rainy city air, 
And you shelter me under the downpour of rain.

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