Prompt: A full-body rendering materializes in an avant-garde vision infused with the explosive, deconstructed elegance of a style reminiscent of Russ Mills. The figure is an attractive Asian woman, crouched low to the ground in a natural, squatting pose, barefoot. Her body is grounded in anatomical precision yet surrounded by streaks, splatters, and gestural fragments, as if reality itself is unraveling around her concentrated stillness.
She holds a massive, ancient tome in her hands, its weight emphasized by ragged pages fanning outward like relics scattered in a storm. The act of reading draws her inward, yet the environment fractures outward in bursts of ink-like chaos and sudden pigment eruptions, an interplay between intellectual absorption and abstract energy. She wears an extremely short skirt in deep terracotta (Pantone 7618 C), clinging tightly around her hips, its outline both defined and broken into jagged shards of color. Above, a loose tank top in a more vivid but softly muted hue—a gentle vermilion-touched coral, lively yet not overpowering—drapes fluidly across her torso, its folds blending into smears and gestural marks that echo the sculptural weight of her chest.
Her hair, styled in a sharp asymmetrical pixie, gleams in burnished copper-brown (Pantone 7584 C), each strand flowing like molten metal, yet dissolving into dynamic sprays at the edges. A single streak of vermilion red arcs boldly through the mass, a painterly accent that catches the light like a sudden flame, reinforcing the avant-garde tension of her look. The chiaroscuro lighting carves her face with intensity, highlighting her cheekbones and nose while shadows bleed into pools of ink and digital noise. Her delicate glasses, faint silver (Pantone 877 C), glimmer briefly before dissolving into the storm of abstraction.
The background is subdued yet alive, composed of muted grays (Pantone 423 C) and pale ivory (Pantone 7527 C), disrupted by scratches, splatters, and eroded textures. Strong directional light illuminates her torso, chest, and the ancient tome, while the rest of her form disintegrates into strokes and stains, a fusion of clarity and chaos. The overall effect is one of raw, contemplative sensuality transformed into spectacle, where modern rebellion, intellectual focus, and sensual poise converge in a composition that feels simultaneously monumental and on the verge of dissolution.
Prompt: Never again, will I pass this way to say Goodbye to you? There's only one mother I've loved all my life. They saying and saying Goodbye to you never again when I say to you and hear the words of love for passing this journey for you, it's hard. But fulfilling too I love you more than words can say. And I've fallen short, many times you're always you've always been there for me now. It's just bad time, never again. Will the time come to fill this duty to youNever again, will I pass this way to say Goodbye to you? There's only one mother I've loved all my life. They saying and saying Goodbye to you never again when I say to you and hear the words of love for passing this journey for you, it's hard. But fulfilling too I love you more than words can say. And I've fallen short, many times you've always been there for me now. It's just bad time, never again. Will the time come to fill this duty to you?
The the laughter roof shared along this path, many, not few, I'd love another time to have those times but never again, the tears were shed the left. We hold the good the band in between. Happy to have you as my mom. So proud of you never. It can well pass this way to take care of you when love's strong. Home takes hold hold on to memories, not wanting to let go. I'm had you your mother. The other planes prevail I'll try and make you proud of me. It is never again. I'll passed. I hear your tail just how much you mean to me, just how much I love you just how much take the pain? But never again to pass his way again, never this life. I'll see you bit, wait for me. I'll be waiting for you.
Prompt: An impressionist oil painting of an monk reading an old book , with visible brushwork, vibrant broken color, soft edges, and an atmospheric, light-filled environment. Capture fleeting emotion and movement.
Prompt: Semi-realistic, Creepy Slim long faced cadaverous middle aged man with glossy slicked back black hair cut in a widows-peak style, wearing a black suit white shirt and black tie holding a leather bound book called "Naughty Children", he is smiling evilly as he stands at the front of an empty 1950s classroom staring directly at the viewer with his black piercing eyes by Les Edwards and Robert McGinnis
Prompt: A beautiful fair-skinned maiden, with long pink hair and double braids, stood in a hazy, gloomy forest full of twisted dark trees. She has beautiful ice-blue eyes, long colorful nails, and a mischievous expression. Wearing a pink, white, and gold skirt with lace. In his hand he holds an old book on the power of magic. An off-white owl rests on the girl's bare shoulder, enhancing the fantastical atmosphere, while the misty forest creates a mystical atmosphere.
Dynamic poses. Seductive danger, darkness, and forbidden desires.
Oil paintings, wet inks, and subtle line art. Blended softly, it brings ethereal, smooth textures and glowing effects that enhance the overall magical and eerie atmosphere.
Prompt: Artwork By Leonora Carrington & Naoto Hattori & Nicoletta Ceccoli & Jean-Baptiste Monge, Brian Froud, H. R. Giger, Hieronymus Bosch, trending on Artstation, high definition, crisp quality, polished
Dream Level: is increased each time when you "Go Deeper" into the dream. Each new level is harder to achieve and
takes more iterations than the one before.
Rare Deep Dream: is any dream which went deeper than level 6.
Deep Dream
You cannot go deeper into someone else's dream. You must create your own.
Deep Dream
Currently going deeper is available only for Deep Dreams.
