Prompt: Coyote Tracks at First Light: Across a low dune field touched by the palest blush of dawn, a trail of fresh coyote prints curves in a perfect, lonely line. Each print is crisp in the soft sand, shadows still nestled in their depth. Sparse desert grasses shimmer with dew in the morning hush, and beyond, the land rises in rolling hills kissed by the first golden light. The coyote is nowhere to be seen, but its presence lingers in the hush, like a breath just exhaled. Maxfield Parrish paints the sky in ethereal gradients — from pearl to soft rose to opaline blue — a slow-burning miracle of morning. Andrew Wyeth honors each footprint as though it were a verse — sculpting the dune’s contours, the grass’s blades, the dew’s fragile grip on light. Albert Bierstadt pulls the hills gently into the frame, giving the empty space a quiet majesty — a cathedral of dust, solitude, and becoming.
Prompt: The Sleigh That Waits: A single horse-drawn sleigh sits tethered beneath the awning of a rural stable, its body dusted with snow and leather straps stiff with cold. The horse, a pale dapple-gray, stands motionless with steam rising gently from its nostrils, casting a faint cloud into the golden-blue twilight. The barn door is slightly ajar, revealing a hay bale and the soft flicker of lamplight from within. The snow-packed ground is marked with deep hoofprints and the narrow grooves of sled runners. Maxfield Parrish paints the sky and atmosphere with glowing warmth where the light meets snow, infusing even the shadows with color. Andrew Wyeth captures the aged wood grain of the sleigh and the worn strength in the horse’s stance, giving the moment quiet dignity. Albert Bierstadt opens the surrounding hills into a vast snowy hush, setting this quiet pause in a landscape that feels both eternal and deeply personal.
Prompt: The great living figure of the goddess Ishtar, in a tight combat outfit and combat tight shorts floats in the air. Above the goddess' arms stretched out to the sides, the moon can be seen on the left and the sun can be seen on the right. In front of her an army of people pay her a bow The whole figure is visible, rear view of the figure, photorealistic
Prompt: Romantic whimsy. Inspired by Kimberley S. Rahmani. Crisp, clear, and photorealistic, this autumn forest scene features a giant vintage camera partially embedded in the ground. Covered in lush green moss and sprinkled with orange and bright red maple leaves, the camera is stretched. The lens is removed. Its aperture creates a large, circular portal through which we admire the breathtaking natural landscape. Crystal-clear water flows directly through the camera aperture, smoothly flowing down small rock steps. On the other side of the lens, autumn trees with red and orange foliage line a winding stream, bathed in the warmth of the sun. A ray of sunlight passes directly through the circular aperture, creating a radiant glow and soft reflections on the water. The surrounding forest is dense, composed of large, bare trees and a bed of dead leaves, all captured in high-resolution detail with sharp texture and realistic lighting. ¤Granny2024¤ Ultra-shiny masterpiece. 3D texture, chiaroscuro. No text. No signature. No frame.
Prompt: [Realistic Details] At the end of summer the Photorealistic Surreal liminal space with (((Surreal Landscape in the water))) in the style of hyperrealistic seaspace, volumetric rays through broken stained glass, wet and dripping, dystopian Dutch surrealism seaspace, Smoky foggy background, dramatic skies, digital painting and drawing, mixed Josephine Wall and Gris Grimly Andy Kehoe teamLab blue hues<[Dreamlike art style]>.Watercolor, Museum Epic Impressionist Maximalist Masterpiece, Thick Brush Strokes, Impasto Gouache, thick layers of gouache watercolors textured on Canvas, 8k Resolution, Matte Painting,
--chaos 10, --stylize 500.
Prompt: Evening time, golden eyes in a desert rock, dull setting sun. front view - digital painting, elegant, extremely detailed, award-winning, razor sharp quality, desert background, ink TNT - anatomically correct - full view - photorealistic
Prompt: (A masterpiece of unparalleled excellence), (Female Characters), (("This stunning visual masterpiece blends mystery, magic, and power through intricate, colorful drawing. The photorealistic imagery captivates with its elegance and vibrant detail, creating a fantastical experience". Colorful complex stipple texture)), Inspired by the style illustrations of Arthur Rackham, Ernst Haeckel, Minimalist, Arthur Rackham, Paul Klee, Andrew Wyeth. (Full Size image).
Prompt: The Long Shadow of the Water Tower: In the last amber light of evening, the skeletal form of a long-abandoned water tower throws a shadow across the arid valley floor — a vast, dark silhouette that stretches like a sundial across gravel, brush, and fractured earth. The tower itself leans slightly from decades of wind, its tank rust-scored and crowned with a nest built of twigs, bones, and wire. A lone raven sits at its peak, perfectly still. In the distance, a dust storm coils on the horizon, soft-edged and slow-moving, like a forgotten memory returning. Maxfield Parrish gives the descending light a molten beauty — not fierce, but sacred — washing the metal and sky in hues of copper, lavender, and burnished rose. Andrew Wyeth details the corrosion with reverence: rivets worn smooth, wood faded to silver, and the raven’s feathers ruffled with wind. Albert Bierstadt expands the land outward, holding the storm, the tower, and the silence together like parts of a great orchestral breath just before it is released.
Prompt: Lantern at the Edge of the Stream: A rusted lantern, lit and low-burning, rests on a half-submerged rock near the edge of a slow-moving winter stream. Snow has settled on the banks in gentle waves, and the current beneath the ice reflects a soft glow from the lantern’s flickering flame. Above, bare willow branches drape toward the water like dark ribbons, their tips encased in frost. There is no sound but the whisper of moving water and the occasional creak of ice shifting along the edges. Maxfield Parrish envelops the scene in twilight colors — violet, rose-gray, and luminous white — while casting the lantern’s flame as a subtle anchor of warmth. Andrew Wyeth renders every crack in the lantern glass and every ripple in the ice with emotional clarity, imbuing the quiet moment with human weight. Albert Bierstadt draws out the depth of the forested backdrop and gives breath to the sky, extending solitude in all directions.
Prompt: Lantern by the Desert Shrine: At the base of a stone outcrop, tucked within a natural alcove, stands a makeshift shrine: a flat slab of rock used as an altar, weathered smooth by wind and devotion. A small clay lantern rests atop it, flickering faintly in the rising dusk — its flame dancing within colored glass panels, casting jewel-toned shadows on the walls. Pebbles, bones, dried flowers, and tiny tokens form a half-circle at its base — offerings left by passing souls. The sky glows with a deepening blue overhead, and a single planet gleams on the edge of visibility. Maxfield Parrish paints the sky into velvet sapphire, against which the lantern’s glow becomes a sacred hymn. Andrew Wyeth captures every surface — the chipped edge of the lantern, the crackle of ancient petals, the delicate soot stain above the flame. Albert Bierstadt makes the desert rock surrounding the shrine rise in solemn embrace, like a cathedral carved by time and light.
Prompt: Tracks Through the Windbreak: A row of windbreak trees — tall, narrow evergreens planted with perfect symmetry — stands like a living corridor in an otherwise open, snow-blanketed field. Between them, a set of narrow tracks from snowshoes marks a straight line into the white. The snow here is deeper, mounding between trunks, muffling sound. High above, snow continues to fall in hushed spirals, backlit by the unseen sun behind thick clouds. At the far end of the corridor, barely discernible, is a red mitten snagged on a low branch. Maxfield Parrish uses the snowfall and diffused light to blur the boundaries of the visible, casting the scene in pearly wonder. Andrew Wyeth breathes narrative into the forgotten mitten, the individual tree trunks, and the imprinted snow with meticulous care. Albert Bierstadt adds a noble structure to the rows of trees and the sweeping field beyond — rendering geometry as serenity.
Prompt: This is a hyper-realistic monochromatic digital painting of a young woman with striking features. She has pale skin, full red lips. Her dark, wet hair is slicked back, with strands framing her face. The background is a textured, abstract blend of black and white, creating a dramatic contrast. The painting style combines photorealism with abstract elements, emphasizing the model's striking appearance.
Prompt: Two young, pretty women in love strolls Two young, pretty women in love are walking full body hand in hand. On the left is a French woman, her long brown hair falling over her shoulder. She is wearing a white cropped T-shirt and jeans with matching sneakers. On the right is an English woman with long, wavy blonde hair, wearing a light, short, amber-colored summer dress with a V-neck and elegant high heels. The picturesque background shows the Eiffel Tower behind the French woman, and Big Ben can be seen on the other side. The two women look at each other with loving glances. hand in hand. On the left is a French woman, her long brown hair falling over her shoulder. She is wearing a white cropped T-shirt and jeans with matching sneakers. On the right is an English woman with long, wavy blonde hair, wearing a light, short, amber-colored summer dress with a V-neck and elegant high heels. The picturesque background shows the Eiffel Tower behind the French woman, and Big Ben can be seen on the other side. The two women look at each other with loving glances.
Prompt: Scorpion Crossing in Firelight: Deep in the shelter of a sandstone alcove, the orange glow of a small campfire licks the stone with shadow-dancing light. A flat, open space of sand is cleared nearby, where a lone scorpion inches its way across, leaving tiny mirrored indentations behind it. Its body catches the light with iridescent sheen, casting an exaggerated silhouette against the cave wall. A tin mug steams on a stone nearby, and a weathered journal lies open to a page marked only by a hand-drawn spiral. Maxfield Parrish uses the firelight like a spell — painting flame, shadow, and wall in shifting reds, oranges, and golds, each flicker a breath. Andrew Wyeth captures the glint on the scorpion’s shell, the warped shape of the mug’s handle, and the subtle curl of the paper’s edge. Albert Bierstadt holds the surrounding stone in sculpted reverence — the cave a sacred hollow where light, danger, and thought intersect.
Prompt: Soft dawn light filtering through dense forest canopy, elegant red brick mansion nestled among tree branches, quiet pier stretching into calm lake waters, couple rowing a boat, reflections in the water, misty atmosphere, lush greenery, birds flying overhead, serene and secluded setting, lots of detail, warm color palette with hints of red, green and brown, soft lighting capturing the essence of early morning. Photo realism.
Prompt: (((photorealistic, high detail, raw color photo))), a cup open revealing a cute, newborn baby hedgehog emerging, earthy ground, vibrant multicolored flowers surrounding the cup, 1000 different hues in a soft, blended palette, fluffy cotton candy sky in shades of pink, blue, white, and yellow, atmospheric warm bokeh, 3D rendering, 8K resolution, Full HD.
Prompt: (A masterpiece of unparalleled excellence), (("Moonlit echoes kiss the void, Galaxies in hues deployed". Colorful complex stipple texture)), Inspired by the style illustrations of Tomasz Setowski, Amanda Clark, Aubrey Beardsley. (Full Size image).
Prompt: The Final Light on the Empty Crossroads: Where two dirt tracks intersect in the endless expanse of high desert, a weather-worn wooden post stands at the crossroads, its directional signs long faded to gray. Tumbleweeds have collected at its base, and faint tire tracks are nearly lost to drifting dust. The sun has just disappeared beyond the horizon, leaving a final flush of coral and violet in the sky, which begins to bloom with the first shy stars. A distant coyote cries, once, then the quiet returns. There is no motion, only the echo of passage. Maxfield Parrish transforms the sky into a veil between worlds — glowing in tones both tender and ancient. Andrew Wyeth touches every surface — from the grain of splintered wood to the scattered pebbles — with contemplative clarity. Albert Bierstadt expands the desert roads into legend — letting them vanish into mystery and starlight, where direction no longer matters and the silence becomes complete.
Prompt: Abandoned Cart Along the Winter Orchard Row: A two-wheeled wooden cart leans at an awkward angle beneath a row of apple trees long gone dormant — their bare, arthritic limbs coated in glimmering frost. One of the wheels is broken, half-buried in the snow, and the cart’s bed is filled with shriveled fruit that has frozen solid. Scattered beneath the trees are the remnants of burlap sacks, iced over and still. Crows perch in the upper branches, their silhouettes stark against the deepening slate sky. The last trace of daylight stains the horizon in pale lavender and steel. Maxfield Parrish captures the fading light with luminescent restraint, bathing the orchard in a spectral glow. Andrew Wyeth finds solemn beauty in the cart’s decay — the splintered handles, the worn stitching of the sacks, the bruised apples rimed with ice. Albert Bierstadt expands the orchard rows with noble symmetry, fading into mist, giving the sense that time has stopped — or never arrived.
Prompt: The Stone Path Under Snowfall at Dusk: A gently descending path of flat-cut stone weaves through a snow-covered garden, its edges softened by new snow that falls in steady, silent flurries. Stone lanterns line the trail, some buried nearly to the top, while faded prayer flags hang between bare trees like whispers caught in mid-breath. A wooden gate frames the far end of the path, slightly ajar, its hinges heavy with frost. In the near distance, a koi pond lies frozen, its surface dull and matte beneath a dusting of white, reflecting the faint, warm hue of dusk. Maxfield Parrish gives the snowfall a fairy-tale hush, the garden lit as though touched by moonlight before the moon has arrived. Andrew Wyeth details every wet stone, every sag in the flag’s fabric, and the melancholy grace of a space left to stillness. Albert Bierstadt opens the space with gentle elevation, using layered trees and snow-mounded terrain to give the garden quiet monumentality — a sacred space unfolding beneath the falling sky.
Prompt: A luxury sci-fi digital illustration of a futuristic woman seen from behind in a graceful three-quarter pose, turning slightly toward the viewer with a knowing, subtle smile. She stands in an opulent space palace, with grandiose architecture, high vaulted ceilings, and glowing crystalline structures. The vast circular window behind her reveals an alien planet under a violet and indigo nebula sky, with shimmering stars and a crescent moon. Her outfit is an ultra-refined, form-fitting bodysuit that clings like a second skin, made of translucent nano-fabric, adorned with intricate luminous circuitry in radiant golden-yellow, softly pulsating across her body. Flowing translucent layers add elegance while preserving the skin-tight silhouette. Her long, white hair floats weightlessly in the palace’s controlled atmosphere. She wears sophisticated futuristic high heels: sculptural, transparent with embedded micro-lights, seamless curves, and luxury aerospace design. The entire scene is bathed in cinematic volumetric lighting, soft violet glows, with luxurious metallic and crystalline surfaces reflecting the ambient light. Ultra-detailed textures, Octane-rendered, photorealism in 16K, trending on ArtStation. Feminine, opulent, mysterious, and futuristic.
Prompt: A luxury sci-fi digital illustration of a futuristic woman seen from behind in a graceful three-quarter pose, turning slightly toward the viewer with a knowing, subtle smile. She stands in an opulent space palace, with grandiose architecture, high vaulted ceilings, and glowing crystalline structures. The vast circular window behind her reveals an alien planet under a violet and indigo nebula sky, with shimmering stars and a crescent moon. Her outfit is an ultra-refined, form-fitting bodysuit that clings like a second skin, made of translucent nano-fabric, adorned with intricate luminous circuitry in radiant golden-yellow, softly pulsating across her body. Flowing translucent layers add elegance while preserving the skin-tight silhouette. Her long, white hair floats weightlessly in the palace’s controlled atmosphere. She wears sophisticated futuristic high heels: sculptural, transparent with embedded micro-lights, seamless curves, and luxury aerospace design. The entire scene is bathed in cinematic volumetric lighting, soft violet glows, with luxurious metallic and crystalline surfaces reflecting the ambient light. Ultra-detailed textures, Octane-rendered, photorealism in 16K, trending on ArtStation. Feminine, opulent, mysterious, and futuristic.
Prompt: Buried Chapel on the Hillside: A small stone chapel, ancient and weatherworn, sits half-buried in a heavy snowfall along a wind-exposed hillside. The roof slopes steeply under the burden of white, its dark shingles peeking through like bone beneath linen. Snow curls along the corners of stained glass windows, which glimmer with faint interior candlelight — the only evidence of life. A wrought iron cross crowns the peak of the steeple, encased in frost, silhouetted against an opaline sky bruised with cloud. In the foreground, a bell rope sways gently from a beam, brushing against the drifted snow with a soft, rhythmic sound. Maxfield Parrish renders the snow-laced light with radiant softness, turning the candlelit windows into beacons of warmth. Andrew Wyeth imbues the chapel’s stone, the quiet strain of the bell rope, and the delicate layers of frost with poignant, tactile stillness. Albert Bierstadt broadens the horizon into a frozen valley beyond, layering the scene with spiritual gravity — a sanctuary carved into silence.
Prompt: The Bookstore Left to Dust: On a narrow cobbled street, dusk presses against the façade of a forgotten bookstore. Its front windows are grime-blurred, but inside, long shadows reveal leaning stacks of books that reach toward the ceiling like fragile towers. An open door breathes out the scent of paper, rain, and time. A cat sits in the doorway, eyes reflecting the fading light. Ivy trails from a nearby windowsill, dipping across the worn sign painted in faded gilt: Librairie d’Étoiles. Maxfield Parrish paints the twilight as an opalescent mist, pooling in window corners and rising like breath from the street stones. Andrew Wyeth lingers on the book edges — each frayed spine and yellowed page captured in quiet detail. Albert Bierstadt broadens the alley into a dramatic moment of stillness — as if the street itself were listening for one last page to turn.
Prompt: First Drops on the Ocotillo Ridge: Along a ridgeline cut from red stone and dust, the first drops of rain fall — slow, warm, and deliberate — dotting the chalk-dry earth like spilled ink. An ocotillo cactus stretches skyward in elegant silhouette, its thin arms tipped with sudden crimson blooms awakened by the storm’s arrival. Far below, the desert floor shimmers under the thickening clouds, and the scent of petrichor rises like incense. The sky churns with indigo and gold — sun breaking through ragged clouds to spotlight distant plateaus wrapped in vapor. Maxfield Parrish renders the heavens with a spectral brilliance: rays of filtered gold splitting shadow and color into dreamlike contrast. Andrew Wyeth paints the first raindrops on rock and petal with hushed intimacy — every bead a whisper of renewal. Albert Bierstadt gives scale to the cliffs and sweeping basin below, capturing the way the desert braces for the miracle of rain.
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.
