{"date": "2025-07-20T21:18:22.630255Z", "name": "The Blue Hour of My Silence", "tags": ["self-portrait", "photography", "nude", "dark", "art"], "image": "ipfs://bafkreid6yd2ma3onmklgj35t4la2zgg3myuzygjyf5ltooeibb57np4tni", "minter": "KT1Aq4wWmVanpQhq4TTfjZXB5AjFpx15iQMM", "rights": "No License / All Rights Reserved", "symbol": "OBJKTCOM", "formats": [{"uri": "ipfs://bafkreid6yd2ma3onmklgj35t4la2zgg3myuzygjyf5ltooeibb57np4tni", "fileName": "display.jpg", "fileSize": "75561", "mimeType": "image/jpeg", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "819x1024"}}, {"uri": "ipfs://bafybeiaio46fm3thipvbqpafmncvlyfdfwlbv6rtulmawjoczv6fm7lf7u", "fileName": "artifact.jpg", "fileSize": "15511687", "mimeType": "image/jpeg", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "3472x4340"}}, {"uri": "ipfs://bafkreictdvf326qsgjowb4f3v527dqspmz75nhkga67hp6a3qfupoy2m7m", "fileName": "thumbnail.jpg", "fileSize": "13745", "mimeType": "image/jpeg", "dimensions": {"unit": "px", "value": "320x400"}}], "creators": ["tz1VrQYucx7JeAugUMi4tnXjTX93L1wXuktn"], "decimals": "0", "royalties": {"shares": {"tz1VrQYucx7JeAugUMi4tnXjTX93L1wXuktn": "1000"}, "decimals": "4"}, "attributes": [], "displayUri": "ipfs://bafkreid6yd2ma3onmklgj35t4la2zgg3myuzygjyf5ltooeibb57np4tni", "artifactUri": "ipfs://bafybeiaio46fm3thipvbqpafmncvlyfdfwlbv6rtulmawjoczv6fm7lf7u", "description": "\n\nThere exists a special hour – the blue hour of the soul. Within it, all sounds are muted, and the world is painted in the cool tones of reflection. This self-portrait was born in such an hour. I painted myself through the prism of quiet melancholy, where every brushstroke is a step inward. Shades of blue – from pale icy to velvety midnight – tell a story of contemplation and gentle sadness, one that doesn't burden, but envelops. It's a gaze into a mirror that reflects not a face, but a mood", "mintingTool": "https://objkt.com/mintV2", "thumbnailUri": "ipfs://bafkreictdvf326qsgjowb4f3v527dqspmz75nhkga67hp6a3qfupoy2m7m"}