#lyrical

Iron Flowers: PART II - THE FLOWERS

• Model: ChatGPT 2 (Pro)

• Size: 2496 X 3312 (8.27 MP)

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  • Prompt: PAGE 2 — „The Flowers” (based on the next half of the poem) Panel 1 — Visual: Zbliżenie na samotny grób żołnierza. Z ziemi wyrasta pierwszy żelazny kwiat — metaliczny, poszarpany, o płatkach przypominających odłamki. Narration: Iron flowers blooming on the soldier’s grave. Panel 2 — Visual: Korzenie żelaznego kwiatu wplątane głęboko w mokre, ciężkie błoto. Wokół leżą fragmenty łusek i rdzawego metalu. Narration: Petals of shrapnel, roots in the mud. Panel 3 — Visual: Deszcz miesza się z krwią, spływa po metalowych płatkach i wsiąka w ziemię. Narration: Watered by sorrow and sanctified blood. Panel 4 — Visual: Spalona strona księgi niesiona wiatrem przez pole bitewne. Na horyzoncie widać zgliszcza i dym. Narration: Written in ink on a scorched, final page. Panel 5 — Visual: Dzwony kościelne kołyszą się na wietrze. Niebo jest ciężkie, poszarpane, jakby świat miał pęknąć. Narration: Dominus… Requiem… The world is thin. Panel 6 — Visual: Ogromne pole żelaznych kwiatów rozciąga się aż po horyzont. Każdy kwiat jest inny — skręcony, ostry, zimny. Narration: Cold and divine, marking the end of your bloodline and mine. Panel 7 — Visual: Jeden żelazny kwiat w zbliżeniu. Jego metaliczny środek świeci słabo w zmierzchu — jak ostatni, cichy puls świata. Narration: Even in silence, they bloom.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Iron Flowers: PART I - THE FIELDS

• Model: ChatGPT 2 (Pro)

• Size: 2496 X 3312 (8.27 MP)

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  • Prompt: PAGE 1 — „The Fields” (based on the first half of the poem) Panel 1 — Visual: A tank plowing through a field, soil exploding under its weight. Narration: The fields are plowed by the weight of the tank. Panel 2 — Visual: A river blackened by soot, names of the fallen drifting like ash. Narration: The names of the fallen are drawn in the bank of a river black with the sky’s soot. Panel 3 — Visual: A valley filled with smoke and bullets raining like a harvest. Narration: A harvest of lead in the valley of breath. Panel 4 — Visual: Two silhouettes dancing in the ruins, shadows merging with death. Narration: We dance a waltz with the shadow of death. Panel 5 — Visual: Children gathering twisted metal like crops. Narration: The children reap what hatred has sown. Panel 6 — Visual: Generals praying in a massive stone cathedral. Narration: The generals pray in cathedrals of stone. Panel 7 — Visual: The sky turning into a funeral shroud. Narration: The sky is a shroud, the earth a cage.
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

white telephone to God

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 864 X 1152 (1.00 MP)

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  • Prompt: Do we have to get older? We do Do we have to get older? We do So besides getting grey hair Guess what turned up in the mail? My very own white telephone My very own white telephone to God When the white telephone rings It's him It's not happened to me yet But it's happened to my friend Hearing from the other end We all have to get older It's true And then Saint Peter said "Better older than dead" So you're being one to change your diet Fresh bread, garlic butter Toasted, dipped in the starter Some days don't you just need Sticky toffee pudding plus Extra caramel sauce for luck Roasted taters and gravy Pizza thin pepperoni I'll make a deal with you Hold the booze and not tiramisu You think you get tiramisu Cheesecake, red velvet cupcakes Some favour, their dream burger Fish and chips with tartar sauce Fear will come a weight gain, love When the white telephone rings It's him It's not happened to me yet But if I don't change my diet Hearing from the end We all have to get older We do But then Saint Peter said "Better older than dead" "That's your warning From your white telephone" My very own white telephone to God
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Gothic Elegance in a Thunderstorm Scene

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 5376 X 3024 (16.26 MP)

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  • Prompt: (((oil painting masterpiece))) oil paint mixed with fine sand. low saturated hues of blue, brown, yellow, black. an enigmatic gothic woman, perched on a rooftop with her feet seemingly on the ground. She dons a Harlequin mask and flashes a seductive smile, while rain pours down around her in a dramatic thunderstorm. Her body is extremely well shaped, sensual, tall, curvy. she has a long, black hair, wearing black boots. Lightning illuminates the scene on the wet, shimmering streets below. a mesmerizing blend of Lyrical Abstraction, Magical Realism
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide

Lyrical Majesty

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1792 X 1024 (1.84 MP)

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  • Prompt: Opera diva exuding elegance perched atop a regal lion, outdoors, woman in a long dress in pink and white . The dress is flying in the wind. She is dark-skinned and her hair is styled in a playful updo! Pastel colors, line drawings, pencil and colored pencils, watercolors, ink ​ ​ watercolor, intricate details, highly detailed, , trending on artstation, sharp focus, studio photo, intricate details, highly detailed, elegant extremely detailed intricate very attractive beautiful award winning high definition watercolor Jean-Baptiste Monge full body portrait establishing shot
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

To all lovers!

• Model: Artistic 2

• Size: 1016 X 1016 (1.03 MP)

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  • Prompt: two, beautiful lovers - he and she in the rose garden
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape

pastel daisies watercolor impressionist dream

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 961 X 1092 (1.05 MP)

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  • Prompt: Daisy dreaming, Impressionist, Fauvist, Floral, Expressionist, Romantic, Whimsical, Lyrical, muted pastles by Yvonne Coomber
  • Using base image: Yes

This ain’t no place for no hero

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 896 X 704 (0.63 MP)

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  • Prompt: This ain’t no place for no hero, this ain’t no place for no better man, to call home
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape