Prompt: Surreal and chaotic depiction of an artist getting inspired. The artist is on top of a giant turtle and the inspiration is represented by a lightning.
Prompt: A mesmerizing seductive woman amidst a storm, walking with a bulldog as a pet,in downtown of New York ,watercolor and ink in imperial colors, Art Deco influence, by Annigoni, Egon Schiele, Milo Manara, Botticelli, Catrin Welz-Stein, Jean Metzinger, and Klimt, featuring realistic black eyes and blonde hair, highly detailed with splatter effect, dynamic pose, presented in a 3D format. The image should exude elegance, be very attractive, in high definition with crisp quality, offering a dramatic and visionary art style. The lighting should be dramatic, capturing the essence of a storm. The artwork should reflect the wet-on-wet watercolor technique, showcasing an elegant and attractive composition. For inspiration, refer to @MojoArt.
Prompt: (In Duo-Color art style): A (((pirate ship))) set sail amidst a raging (((storm))) in the (dark blue) waters of the (ocean), with billowing sails and churning waves in the midst of an (unsettling lightning strike) that cuts through the sky, leaving a trail of (sparkling light) behind it. The ship's (brightly lit deck) is crowded with swashbuckling (pirates in sailor's attire) and (((coffins with sails))), as crew members navigate the treacherous waters, facing the (adventure of their lives). Fantasy, adventure, pirate atmosphere, with (vivid, dark blue tones) and (the hint of a (glowing, ominous glow) from the lightning strike, contrasting against the (dramatic silhouette of the ship and its billowing sails) in the (unsettlingly turbulent waters).
((Watercolor Duo-Color Art Style))
Prompt: Storm of Marvel Comics. Full body.
Beautiful. Impressionist, crisp quality, watercolor and ink. Jean-Baptiste Monge, Josephine Wall, Gil Elvgren, Pino Daeni, Luis Royo
Prompt: A photo-realistic image of Lord Shiva in his fierce, destructive form, standing amid a storm-torn, apocalyptic landscape. His skin is ash-gray, his body covered with sacred ash, and he wears a garland of skulls (mundamala) around his neck. His wild, matted hair flows in the storm, with the Ganga flowing from it. His third eye blazes with destructive power. He holds a trident (trishula) and a damaru drum, while his other hand is raised in abhaya mudra. Flames surround a massive fiery Shiva lingam behind him, radiating cosmic energy. The background shows broken terrain, fire, and dark swirling storm clouds. The whole scene is dramatically lit by lightning and firelight — no magical haze, purely raw, elemental.
Prompt: Battle worn lady pirate in orange and white captain attire, onboard a pirate ship, facial features similar to a Polynesian beauty, holding a mug in one hand, with a treasure chest beside her flowing with gold, eerie dark souls floating in a stormy weather in the background, evoking an orange aura of enchantment
Prompt: Stormlight on the Distant Mesa: A towering mesa rises like a sentinel from the desert floor, its red stone walls scarred by millennia of wind and water. As a summer storm approaches, the sky fractures into a chiaroscuro of violet-black clouds and blinding gold shafts of sunlight. Rain can be seen falling in silver threads miles away, its motion silent and unreal. In the foreground, the cracked desert floor is suddenly alive with shadowplay and tension — sagebrush trembling under the sudden wind. A single hawk rides a thermal above the mesa, wings still against the sky. Maxfield Parrish captures the supernatural color of stormlight with luminous alchemy — the desert lit like the edge of a vision. Andrew Wyeth brings quiet power to the textures: the shimmer of storm-wet stone, the stiff bend of brush in gust. Albert Bierstadt lifts the mesa into myth — a holy relic caught between worlds, thunder rolling unseen.
Prompt: An artistic storm
During a storm of epic proportions, where thunder roars and lightning splits the sky, an artist stands at the foot of a giant canvas. She is ready to create a masterpiece that will surpass all others.
Her brush, dipped in a symphony of colors, flies across the canvas as the rain drums rhythmically on the improvised stage.
Each brush stroke is a burst of energy, a tribute to the power and beauty of nature.
The Joker, her muse, takes shape under her touch. His mysterious smile and enigmatic gaze are captured on the canvas, brought to life by the colorful currents flowing down the surface.
But the weather is relentless. The wind whips the rain into the artist's face,
and the thunder shakes the ground beneath her. But she is undaunted. She is immersed in her art, united with the Joker in a world of color and chaos.
Suddenly, lightning strikes the canvas. An explosion of light and sound bathes everything in a white glow. As the smoke clears, the artist looks in awe at his work.
The paint, mixed with rainwater,
has run down the canvas and created a colorful river. The Joker is gone, but his spirit lives on in the abstract beauty that surrounds her.
The artist smiles. She has created something more than a painting. She has created a moment of pure magic, a testament to the power of art to unite people with nature, even in the most violent of settings.
Prompt: On the storm-tossed deck of a sea-worn galleon, a lone war-mage plants his flaming sword point-down, the weapon burning so fiercely that it scorches a perfect circle into the timbers beneath his boots. The circle is not ornament—it is the seal of command, a blazing covenant against chaos. He stands at its center, one gauntleted hand locked on the hilt, the other arm flung upward in invocation, palm ablaze with sorcerous fire. From his gesture surge spectral leviathans of light—serpents, drakes, and abyssal phantoms writhed from the sea’s own fury—now bound to his will. They coil skyward like burning banners, their translucent bodies shimmering with lightning, their eyes blazing as if to await orders.
Around him, the galleon groans and shudders. Ocean waves rise in black towers, their crests shredded into foam by gales. Rigging lashes like serpents in the wind; carved dragonwork on the railing glares with molten highlights as though it, too, were alive. Overhead, the gibbous sun hammers through a ragged veil of stormclouds, bleaching the sky in cold fire, backlighting the spectral host in godlike radiance. The whole scene vibrates with dual tension: the ship nearly swallowed by tempest, yet exalted by summoned dominion.
His figure is cruciform in power: feet braced against the rolling deck, shoulders squared, his stance unyielding as the ship pitches and sways. The flames wreathing him spit sparks into the gale, arcs leaping to the rigging. His sword is both anchor and channel, binding him to the deck even as the world convulses around him. The circle of fire does not flicker—it roars, marking him as sovereign amid chaos.
This is not a man beset by storm, nor a supplicant begging aid. This is command incarnate—one soul defying ocean, sky, and storm to bend their wrath into allegiance. The sea rages, the spirits whirl, the ship screams under strain—but he is the fulcrum. In this instant he is not mere mortal, but Fire Lord: master of storm and specter alike.
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Prompt: Fantasy seascape, extremely beautiful sky, turbulent ocean, large waves, a lonely ship with torn sails, sunset in the style of Casper David friedrich ethereal fantasy hyperdetailed mist Thomas Kinkade
Prompt: epic huge storm in the ocean black clouds too much rain seaquake lightnings 8k resolution concept art Unreal Engine hyperdetailed Greg Rutkowski H.R. Giger
Prompt: Gray skies and dense green forest, in the distance could be seen an approaching storm. Lightning flashed within him, illuminating the gloomy clouds.
Prompt: Weathered beach cabin on a bluff above the ocean, with large bay windows, overlooking an angry sea as a thunderstorm rages with lightning arching across the sky.
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.
