#boilers

This is 60% ai steampunk, still a bit too much....

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1944 X 1080 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: The matzo bakery was a wondrous place, a marvel of steampunk engineering. The oven room was the heart of the bakery, where the magic happened. A labyrinth of copper pipes and gauges surrounded the towering brick ovens, each one pulsing with a glowing red heat. The walls were lined with intricate brass gears and levers, their intricate mechanisms humming with the steady rhythm of the matzo-making process. In the center of the room stood the main oven, a massive contraption that seemed to stretch up to the ceiling itself. Its fiery mouth opened wide, ready to swallow the rows of dough-laden sheets that would emerge from the preparatory room. The oven's heat was intense, and the sound of its roaring flames filled the air. The bakers moved about the room with a practiced ease, tending to the many delicate processes that made the matzo so special. They adjusted valves and levers, monitored gauges, and carefully slid the thin sheets of dough into the searing oven. The heat was blistering, but they worked with a calm efficiency, each step of the process honed to perfection.
  • Using base image: Yes

The steam room

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 1932 X 1087 (2.10 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: The matzo bakery was a wondrous place, a marvel of steampunk engineering. The oven room was the heart of the bakery, where the magic happened. A labyrinth of copper pipes and gauges surrounded the towering brick ovens, each one pulsing with a glowing red heat. The walls were lined with intricate brass gears and levers, their intricate mechanisms humming with the steady rhythm of the matzo-making process. In the center of the room stood the main oven, a massive contraption that seemed to stretch up to the ceiling itself. Its fiery mouth opened wide, ready to swallow the rows of dough-laden sheets that would emerge from the preparatory room. The oven's heat was intense, and the sound of its roaring flames filled the air. The bakers moved about the room with a practiced ease, tending to the many delicate processes that made the matzo so special. They adjusted valves and levers, monitored gauges, and carefully slid the thin sheets of dough into the searing oven. The heat was blistering, but they worked with a calm efficiency, each step of the process honed to perfection.
  • Using base image: Yes