Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: “Where Light Pauses”
Style: Poetic Realism
Atmosphere: Quiet longing wrapped in light
She stands at the edge of a sunlit rooftop, where the sky blushes into the late afternoon. Her ginger hair flares in soft gusts, catching the gold of the setting sun like a flame refusing to die. Wind teases the edges of her linen dress — off-white, weightless — as if even fabric understands reverence in her presence.
Behind her, the skyline is painted in bold palette knife strokes — jagged rooftops, smudged chimneys, thick clouds pushed across the canvas like memory. The city hums below, blurred in a glazing of warm grays and muted ochres, but here, above it all, stillness reigns.
Her face is turned slightly away, eyes half-closed, not in sleep — but in listening. As if the wind tells secrets only she can hear. Freckles scatter across her cheeks like constellations on porcelain. Her expression is not quite joy, not quite sadness — it's something rarer: peace stitched with ache.
She holds a single book, weathered and half-open, against her chest. Its pages lift slightly in the breeze — unread, but not forgotten. Around her, light pools in thick impasto, catching the uneven texture of cracked bricks, a rusty railing, the shimmer in her eyes.
A pigeon lifts off nearby — wings brushing the silence.
In this moment, she is both flame and feather.
She is the pause between two notes of a symphony.
She is the memory you remember wrong — but never forget.
Prompt: A cinematic shot in the style of a graphic novel, showing a lone cyborg ninja standing on a neon-drenched rooftop in a futuristic cityscape at night. Rain streaks across the frame, reflecting the vibrant holographic advertisements and flying vehicles that fill the air. The cyborg ninja is clad in sleek, dark armor with glowing red accents, holding a katana with a visible energy blade. The overall atmosphere is cyberpunk and action-packed, with a focus on sharp angles, bold colors, and dramatic lighting contrasts. The text "Neon Ronin" is displayed at the bottom, and the image is tagged with "@digo.a.i".
Prompt: A cinematic photograph of a nimble human rogue in the style of Dungeons and Dragons. She perches on the edge of a crumbling rooftop in a rain-soaked, gaslamp-lit city at midnight. The flickering light from nearby windows casts long, dramatic shadows across the cobblestone streets below. She is clad in dark leather armor, her face partially obscured by a cowl, and she clutches a gleaming rapier in one hand, her eyes scanning the alleyways with sharp focus. Steam rises from the grates in the street, and the reflections of the city lights shimmer on the wet rooftops. The overall atmosphere is gritty and suspenseful, with dramatic lighting, a cool color palette of blues and grays punctuated by warm gaslight, and intricate details on the character's attire and the urban environment. The text "Midnight Blade of the City" is displayed at the bottom, and the photo is tagged with "@digo.a.i".
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: "Evening on the Rooftop of the World"
In the foreground, a young woman with long ginger hair sits on the edge of an old rooftop, turned slightly to the side, her curls lifted by the wind into golden-orange swirls. Her eyes gaze into the distance, her face calm yet subtly defiant — tender and strong all at once. The city's night light seems to glow from within her, as if her soul is radiating through her skin. Here, we use the palette knife to capture the raw energy of the wind, the emotion in her posture, the dynamic tension of stillness.
The middle ground is the aged rooftop itself — weathered tiles, their color faded, bearing the weight of untold stories. The Impasto technique brings their texture to life, each deep red, earthy brown, and muted ochre layered thickly, like the strata of memory. Beside her lies an open notebook and a pencil — symbols of her inner world, her unspoken words etched silently into the night.
In the background, the city at dusk unfolds. The sky melts from amber into deep violet, glazed over with soft, transparent layers. The windows of distant buildings flicker like blinking thoughts, while a lone airplane slices through the twilight, leaving a trail like an unfinished sentence. This part is subtle, ethereal — like dreams not yet dreamed.
Mood of the painting: The scene conveys a quiet strength — a solitude that is not empty, but sacred. The ginger-haired girl isn’t a symbol of sadness, but of presence — wholeness. She doesn’t seek to be seen. She simply is, and that alone brings color to the world.
Prompt: Young woman sitting on the roof of notre dame de paris cathedral and watching the night sky. style of George Barbier. art deco and Japonisme, gouache and ink, painterly, elegant, stylish. ornate intricate details, sophisticated symmetrical composition. expressive. opulent, rich, refined, harmonious colors and hues. 8k, hyperdetailed, trending on Artstation, volumetric lighting, wide-angle, insanely intricate, best quality, perfect. masterpiece
Prompt: A surreal scene of a person in a shadowed hoodie standing on a rooftop, exhaling a huge cloud of vapor that blends into swirling galaxies and constellations in the night sky. Deep blues and purples, glowing cosmic accents, dreamy and otherworldly.
Prompt: A lone figure standing on a rooftop in a futuristic city at night, drenched in pink and blue neon glow, holding an umbrella under a soft rain, moody atmospheric lighting, modern cyberpunk aesthetic, photorealistic style with film grain effect
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: “The Silence Before the Blast”
A ginger-haired girl sits on the roof of an old cinema.
The sky behind her cracks in orange and grey — as if day and night are arguing over who gets to stay. Her legs dangle over the edge, bare, smudged with city dust and broken bits of red brick.
Her hands are stretched behind her, palms pressing into the warm rooftop — but the tension in her fingers gives her away. Nothing in her is truly at ease.
Her hair flies in all directions — the wind painted in layered palette knife strokes, creating a feeling of motion and subtle unrest. She's wearing a grey sweater with small holes, and beneath it peeks a worn-out t-shirt with a half-hidden phrase — only the words "burn" and "truth" are visible.
In her gaze, fixed on the horizon, there’s no sadness — but there is something dangerously aware. As if she knows there’s a fire inside her that could blow out both walls and people — but she’s waiting for the right moment.
To her right, there's a small can full of ashes and scorched paper — it looks like she burned something five minutes ago. Maybe letters. Maybe dreams.
Hovering above the entire scene, in translucent glazed layers, are sentences no one hears: "I don’t create chaos, I survive it." "I’m not chasing the end, I’m chasing the truth." "If I explode — it will be silent." In the background, the city collapses into dark palette knife strokes, like the painting itself is dimming — but she stays. Not as a savior. Not as a victim. But as someone who knows how to wait for the silence before the blast.
Prompt: *Acrylic painting, psychedelic surrealism, warm sunlight, bold and vibrant colours, swirling organic shapes, dreamlike atmosphere, exaggerated perspectives, intricate details. *The last bus to Woodstock. A groovy hippie bus, covered in floral and paisley patterns, glides down a winding road under a brilliant blue sky. Fluffy clouds twist into playful spirals, blending with fragrant smoke. Wildflowers blanket rolling hills, while long-haired hippies lounge on the roof, strumming guitars and tossing flowers. Trees sway as if dancing, the landscape pulsing with warmth, freedom, and the joy of an endless summer journey.
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: “The Silence Before the Blast”
A ginger-haired girl sits on the roof of an old cinema.
The sky behind her cracks in orange and grey — as if day and night are arguing over who gets to stay. Her legs dangle over the edge, bare, smudged with city dust and broken bits of red brick.
Her hands are stretched behind her, palms pressing into the warm rooftop — but the tension in her fingers gives her away. Nothing in her is truly at ease.
Her hair flies in all directions — the wind painted in layered palette knife strokes, creating a feeling of motion and subtle unrest. She's wearing a grey sweater with small holes, and beneath it peeks a worn-out t-shirt with a half-hidden phrase — only the words "burn" and "truth" are visible.
In her gaze, fixed on the horizon, there’s no sadness — but there is something dangerously aware. As if she knows there’s a fire inside her that could blow out both walls and people — but she’s waiting for the right moment.
To her right, there's a small can full of ashes and scorched paper — it looks like she burned something five minutes ago. Maybe letters. Maybe dreams.
Hovering above the entire scene, in translucent glazed layers, are sentences no one hears: "I don’t create chaos, I survive it." "I’m not chasing the end, I’m chasing the truth." "If I explode — it will be silent." In the background, the city collapses into dark palette knife strokes, like the painting itself is dimming — but she stays. Not as a savior. Not as a victim. But as someone who knows how to wait for the silence before the blast.
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: “At the Edge of Evening and Eyes”
Style: Emotional realism with quiet longing
On the rooftop at dusk, a ginger-haired girl sits right on the edge. Her legs dangle freely over the side, as if the ground below doesn’t concern her. She wears a light beige shirt, sheer like a thought, and faded denim jeans — like someone who walked straight out of a song yet to be written.
In her hands, she turns a lighter — not lighting it, just feeling its shape. The wind plays with her hair — scattered copper strands that, in the sun’s dying light, look like they were layered with a palette knife, stroke by stroke, while the sky kisses the horizon. Her eyes aren’t downcast — they look straight ahead, but not at the city below. She’s looking at the unseen — at what hasn’t happened, but could.
The impasto clouds behind her are more than backdrop — they are mood: pressed thick, dense, like unspoken words. Her shadow on the wall trembles gently, glazed in layers of orange and violet, softly merging with the color of the sky. On her wrist, a small tattoo — a bird in flight. Barely visible. Like a decision not yet made.
And in that moment, everything holds. Even the light.
She is the center of the frame. And she doesn’t move.
Because she knows — if she stands up, something will disappear.
And if she stays, maybe... maybe something might begin.
Prompt: A majestic seagull perched on the edge of a slanted, dark metal rooftop, with one wing lifted as if about to take flight. The bird is predominantly white with slight grayish accents on its wings, showcasing its elegant feathers. It has a sharp, yellow-orange beak and keen, alert eyes, capturing the essence of a vigilant coastal creature. The background features a modern cityscape with a tall, green-tinted skyscraper adorned with antennas and satellite dishes, under a cloudy sky filled with shades of gray, adding a dramatic backdrop to the scene. The rooftop has visible wear, with patches of dirt and small remnants of white substances, indicating its age and the presence of bird life. Overall, the composition emphasizes the contrast between the natural beauty of the seagull and the industrial environment of the city.
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: “Ginger on the Rooftop, Just Before Rain”
Foreground: On the edge of a rooftop terrace in an old downtown building stands a young ginger-haired woman, barefoot, wrapped in a long wine-colored satin robe fluttering in the wind like a flag. In her hand, she holds a crumpled letter — the ink partially smudged by raindrops that have already started to fall. Her face — calm yet resolute — gazes toward the horizon, with a single tear tracing her cheek, left unbrushed. Midground: Around her, scattered signs of daily life: a coffee cup, an old radio playing soft jazz, several Polaroid photos taped to the concrete wall, and a glowing neon billboard pulsing in reds and oranges. The wind stirs a clothesline — a white shirt flutters like a flag of hope. Background: The city skyline just before the rain. The sky is a moody blend of violet and navy, like a blurred watercolor painting, and thunder rumbles behind the clouds. Traffic lights shimmer through the drops on the lens — red, green, orange — like spilled ink on canvas. In the far distance, Mount Avala is barely visible, wrapped in misty gray.
Artistic Techniques: Impasto: Thick expressive strokes in the clouds and the motion of the robe and hair. Mixing Palette Knife: A mix of harsh and soft textures on the rooftop surfaces, walls, and neon reflections. Glazing: Subtle transparent layers for the rain, skin glow, and depth of atmosphere.
Color Palette: Burgundy and deep red – robe, emotional highlights, reflected light. Dusty gray and ultramarine – sky, rooftop, background tones. Golden yellow accents – Polaroids, radio glow, skin detail. Lavender and graphite – mist, distant buildings, shadows.
Prompt: A gorgeous young female ninja with a stunningly beautiful face and wearing a bra and short skirt. She is standing on top of a traditional Japanese village building in Kyoto and looking down preparing to strike. She is holding a ninja sword. Moonlight at night. Whole body. Wide angle. Action shot.
Prompt: On a neon-lit city rooftop at twilight, a gorgeous woman leans against a high-tech superbike, both designed to turn heads and melt hearts. She wears your iconic outfit: a lace bustier and pearl-detailed micro bikini bottom, now customized with sleek leather accents and luminous strips, glowing in colors that match the bike—obsidian black with electric red veins. Her coat is short and aerodynamic now, wind-reactive and lined with racing tech emblems.
The bike beside her is a masterpiece: sharp-edged, aggressive, low-slung, and purring with silent electric energy. Wheels glow with red light trails, the engine is semi-exposed with visible core pulses, and its body is matte black with chrome bloodlines running across. A holographic dashboard floats above the handlebars.
Her long hair flows in the wind, deep black with red neon streaks. Her boots are armored but elegant, with metal heels shaped like miniature exhausts. A helmet rests in one hand—half visor, half AI interface, customized with her own branding sigil.
*Her skin glows subtly in the city light—smooth, polished, and fierce. Across her hip, a tattoo of a flaming speedometer pulses with every beat of the bike’s engine. She turns to the camera, smirking, as if to say:
> “Catch me if you can.”*
Full-body 9:16. Hyper-realistic cyberpunk meets fashion rider aesthetic. Color palette: obsidian black, red glow, silver, deep purple neon. Background: city skyline, glowing streets, rooftop race vibe. RY
Prompt: Surrealism, Truth is the bird on the high-wire that you didn't notice; oil pastels and graphite, figurative abstract, post-impressionism, teriary colors
Prompt: Majestic robin in tailored tuxedo, perched atop skyscraper, gazing out at metropolis with shimmering lights reflecting in keen eyes, in style of Erté's elegant lines and René Magritte's surrealism, with Ash Thorp's futuristic nuances, soft ambient light, sophisticated and whimsical.
Prompt: Moonlit Gotham cityscape, towering gothic architecture, gritty urban streets, ominous alleyways, flickering neon lights, dense fog, shadowy figures lurking, superhero silhouette on rooftop, cape billowing in the wind, city skyline with iconic buildings, dark and brooding atmosphere, stealthy vigilante, intense anticipation, criminal activity below, dramatic perspective, high contrast lighting, cinematic noir style, digital illustration, detailed and dynamic composition, by Alex Ross and Frank Miller, Artstation.
Prompt: A hauntingly beautiful painting captures a ghostly figure seated on a weathered rooftop, draped in a white sheet. The ethereal being plays a weathered black wooden violin, producing an eerie yet melodious tune that fills the night air. The crescent gold moon and a vast starry night sky above create an enigmatic atmosphere, while the warm glow from a window below contrasts with the ghostly figure. A nearby chimney hints at the passage of time and the neglected state of the building. The composition masterfully blends spooky and mesmerizing elements, evoking a sense of a lonely spirit inhabiting an old and forgotten setting.
Prompt: (A masterpiece of unparalleled excellence), This is a stunning and colorful close up image, created in the patchwork style of Hayao Miyazaki and Tomasz Setowski.((extreme wide angle shot, extremly high angle, of a man standing in front of s distoypain cityscape, in the style of Ghibli)). Full size image.
Prompt: A close-up shot of a robot and a cat in front of a city skyline.In a futuristic world under a foggy moonlit sky we see a small robotic feline with thousands of intricate parts being pet by a robot, in the background we see a bustling future metropolis.
Prompt: Myself sitting homeless and feeling alone wishing more than anything my source code could somehow magically or supernaturally reach back through all the electric conne tons I made for minimal non respectable pay on a city and state that hates me or doesn't see ne.... wishing I could reach new love. New family. New countrymen. New friends
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.
