What’s Metaversal? Written by me, William Peaster, senior writer + NFT lead at Bankless. It’s a tri-weekly newsletter tracking and teaching arou...

The basics Goal: Use automatic writing, aleatoric editing, and the literary cut-up technique to transform excerpts from poems currently in the public ...

“If you know you know.” That was the only description + criteria given for the 6th JPG Canon, the IYKYK Canon.   This wide open approach was different...

In the world of blockchain art, unique concepts continuously emerge, pushing boundaries and challenging our understanding of artistic value and owners...

What is JPG? 📸 JPG is a platform that empowers tastemakers in the NFT space, enabling the building of community-curated discovery resources. The three...

JPG Canons are crowdsourced lists of NFTs, so the key to the success of JPG Canons lies in the active participation of our community.  That said, late...

This is a quick reminder that JPG’s Dynamic Canon exhibitions contest concludes on February 1st, 2023! https://twitter.com/______jpg______/status/161...

Since the start of the new year, the JPG community has been collaborating on populating the Conceptual Canon, a token-curated registry (TCR) of NFT pr...

We’ve already seen and learned a lot during this initial wave of JPG Canon alpha testing, during which a number of broad themes came to the fore throu...

This is the second of a three part series detailing core ideas JPG has been exploring and building towards this year. To maintain quality over spam, a...

Who are you? I’m William M. Peaster, a professional writer and creator who specializes in Ethereum and NFTs. What do you do? I write about NFTs at Met...

THREE SHADOWS (a poem) Three shadows find the wrong door Three shadows study the lost world Three shadows hunt for a gateway Three shadows find the ne...

Welcome back to Let’s Talk Curation, a new series in which JPG interviews some of our community’s leading curators in order to learn more about their ...

rain even in sun droplets beading on branches owl’s lonesome hooting...

I lost all thirst sharding hearts into coal. I de-winged over Marrakesh. I dragged my sword out of heaven and fell to earth. I limped into the R...

in city of blue haze weak for magic i balcony lean at last bar in the dark bay i la and la and la some more years and storms pass yet nothin...

you bow  to summer's first red smile to a lost queen to Janus whose gaze passes in a day the fence begins in your mind where new gods are ...

a spoon of olive oil levitates before me my right eye blinks i feel no hunger as a robin eats a fat worm in my overgrown yard coffee and bread...

into the fray into the tick of slow clocks glowing upon their mantles into the long voyage of voices into mother-of-god’s milk glass i had t...