This 10k project is a love letter to the first 10,000 mint faces who joined in the NFT fun in 2021/2022 by followed @MintFaced on Twitter.

Thank you for joining NFTs and making the community what it has become.

10k Project Black and White

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

Decagon #2846

Free to Get Lost in Dreams

You Said You're Gonna Save Me

Volcanic Gardens

Sometimes you gather all your strength to just leave, you have no plans, no place to go, no one to call, you just got to the point that just letting go would make you feel better...

Left and Lost

Result of daily collage making and funny edits.

Dream Maker Textile

Geyser of Emotions

When your gaze as a child, discovered a wondrous sight, a fragile creature yet so beautiful, a butterfly for the first time, eyes widen in awe as the butterfly dances, a wondrous flight,
a memory to keep, in the heart of a child, where dreams take the leap...
But as years pass by, adulthood's lens reframes the view, the butterfly's charm fades, though the magic remains...

Wings of Nostalgia

A painting is not a picture of an experience, but is the experience.
Mark Rothko

No. 3

Mixed Feelings

Versum

Supermarket Hero

Whimsical Treasures of Chance and Wonder and Unexpected Gems and Quirky Delights

Books & Blooms

Bits & Pieces

Beneath the steel surface, while silence pretends to be peace, something burns
A quiet, unwavering flame...

The corazón sagrado doesn't shout, it endures...
It carries the heat of love that refuses to fade, even when faith does...
the hope for better days/future... what we dreamt..

Polished faces, calm words, a silver cage around a wildfire...
but every beat whispers...through metal ribs, soft fire against the cold armor...
that steel is not strength, it's fear of being seen raw, naked, vulnerable...

And beneath it all, the flame burns... The truth tries to get out and fly....

Sagrado Corazón

Locket hearts, carrying words that once felt eternal...
Tiny words of promises, shiny and polished on the outside, hollow within...

What are they guarding so fiercely?
What truth are they hiding this hard?
like castles built of metal, unreachable, cold, proud...

Each click of the clasp reminds us how easily love can disappear...
How easily truth can be twisted and left behind silver, gold, plastic, t-shirts, and chocolates, warm smiles, soft hands...

Some hearts were meant to be torn open, vulnerable, bare, trembling, raped, hurt yet honest...

Others, though, exist only to keep secrets, lies, and countless possibilities without ever choosing certainty...

Cold, brutal, armed to the teeth...
Fake hearts, plastic army...


Locked Hearts, Fake Promises

Toxic

To the love we had for our car toys as a kid...

Racing Down the Memory Lane

Obsessions woven like the rainbow's fish grace, rare treasures, metal fish, beneath the azure rock and the cerulean sky, they shine and shine, objects of wonder and a chain thread connecting each time and space, objects held magic when we were younger, we could gaze for hours to one thing, create stories, friendships, and dreams about them, we still do that as adults, don't we? when we go shopping for a special event or friend, so in treasures we gather, from childhood's secrets to life's thresholds...

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