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Joined March 2023
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seasons i and ii of dance of death have been an absolute pleasure.
i’ve had so much fun following every holder activity, keeping track of the chaos, and manually updating the art and on-chain metadata as the story unfolded.
i’ve met so many legends along the way. some stayed, some left, and new ones joined. somewhere along the way, this art project became my second home.
it’s been hard work, i won’t lie. but i’ve never had so much fun working on anything. in more ways than one, dance of death literally saved my life.
now, the grand finale is coming. one final dance to bring everything back together. something i’ve never attempted before, and something i hope will leave everyone who’s been part of this journey with a totem they’ll carry for life.
there’s a lot to prepare, so it’ll take some time. aiming to make the announcement around the middle of next month.
in the meantime, i’ll be sharing some blasts from the past, going back to the days before dance of death became what it is today. if you feel like reminiscing with me, visit bookofbee.app and take a look back at four years of art that brought us here.
four years. two seasons. countless memories.
one final dance to bring it all back.
with love,
bee
late announcement cause i was manually killing several pigs and boars... metadata is now updated and the counter is live on danceofdancedotapp.
much love to all the bidders and everyone who supported the sold out Warhogs drop on @SuperRare
the bid winners ⬇️
much love to everyone participating in this very personal drop 🌹🖤
5 hours left to bid
1 final round before the finale
introducing, warhogs
nine 1/1's on @SuperRare
as many of you already know, i am based in middle earth. growing up here, my parents taught me from a very young age, that we live in a deathzone. since i was around 6, i remember all i was focused on was studying hard to make it out of the country one day.
well i never did.
because leaving my people behind is a life not worth the days. but ironically, turns out my people are the ones leaving me behind, as i continue to ''survive''.
some say the lucky ones, survive. but survival is not a win. it is often more a loss. it is guilt. and a life of ponder and what ifs.
this one is a commemoration to 9 special people ive known who have lost their lives at the mercy of the pigs in power.
may we never adapt.
details below