Silencing the Scream: An Abridged Story About Coping Skills Devised in a Silo Pt 1
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AIVision
Size:
1496 X 1496
(2.24 MP)
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Prompt: An artwork, a child screams with a closed mouth, the child's eyes are trying to tell the story, hopeless cries, fractured memories, little dark oppressive , made out of dust dissolving, flawless skin, amazing scale, high quality photography, dust trickling, rays of light with heavy particles in battle, depicted in an eerie somewhere nowhere, otherworldly, surrealist style, fine art, fine brush strokes, detail oriented, over detail, dynamic movement, a foiled escape, corrosion, oppression, masterpiece, old work of art, oil on canvas, perfect composition, art of Illusion, ZBrush, golden ratio, black pantone & blue dust, highly saturated poisonous colors, the child's eyes are trying to tell the story,, cotemporary Valent10179, & kieth henning brush oil on canvas iridescent paint on black background, minimalist female model zen lines abstract brushstroke art, visual interest heightened by infusing victor vasarely, mc escher and ., architectural Influences - Scott uminga
Prompt: DESCRIPTION: Little girl so sassy & carefree, looks up & asks - If I were a flower would you pick me? So unexpecting of grown-up harm was she, that when she wants to run & run; his sour breath wafts a visible fog, its long tendrils around her, like a web, they spun. She sank her teeth, biting like a rabid dog. He bristled, not the slightest bit, tilted back his head in a laughing fit, with streaming tears that wouldn’t quit. Years & years, they’d flown, & into a woman she’d grown; yet inside she felt like a little girl, trapped in another’s sour-breath swirl. She found him, now, shrunken & frail of bone. His shame, a secret he’d borne all alone, & it went far further back than anyone’d known. She stared, trembling in the depth of her trauma, then it hit, suddenly, for seconds -split, she’d sensed they were kindred in an unlovable spirit. She shook it off as unnecessary drama. She gazed deep as she handed him a flower, & said I pick you. Then she walked away in her power, knowing she’d done the world a favor, good & true; for her parting gift - the extended flower – it had a sour breath, too. Invisible lethal toxins, it would emit, & he’d come to his end within an hour. She bristled not a single bit, tossing her hair, she laughed gutturally, as it came from a life-deep pit, & tears would soon follow, never to quit. SCENE: Text-free, Visual only. Dynamic Interaction DEPICTION: She giving him flower. Highlight his creepy feebleness; Portray her pain + intoxicating power of revenge. Visually convey his corrosion transferring to her. OVERALL: stylish dark modern fairytale, disturbing, emotional, Dirk Dzimirsky - realistic facial expressions, nuanced shame, darkness. By James R Eads & Agostino Arrivabene; Colors: black + opalescent colors + Ernst Fuchs colors. Gorgeously rendered + creepy + pathos of human condition
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