#cityscapessurrealism

Cityscapes and Music: A Creative Fusion

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1512 X 2688 (4.06 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: rendered with poetic mixed-media cinematography and layered reality technique. The musician becomes a living collage—past and present occupying the same physical space simultaneously. The sequence builds with haunting beauty: starts with the figure sitting on a simple stool in stark white studio space, acoustic guitar resting naturally across his lap, fingers beginning to move across strings in that unconscious muscle memory way real players have, but as camera slowly pushes in we see he isn’t solid—he’s translucent, permeable, a vessel containing multitudes, the profile is clean and sharp—strong nose, defined jaw, ear with subtle piercing visible, but the skin isn’t skin—it’s layered photographs, vintage paper, text fragments, architectural blueprints bleeding through his face like he’s made of memory not matter, his hair doesn’t sit on his head—it explodes upward and outward in wild ink-black tendrils that behave like smoke or liquid or living calligraphy, each strand dissolves into abstract brushstrokes and charcoal marks suggesting chaos barely contained. The double exposure effect is impossibly literal: his silhouette contains an entire world—gothic architecture bleeding through his torso and shoulders, old stone buildings with dark windows like watching eyes, vintage photographs of people layered within his chest—family or strangers or ghosts impossible to tell, aged newspaper clippings with text too degraded to read fully but words like “confessional” visible suggesting testimony or admission, religious imagery—a figure that might be nun or saint obscured within the layers, group photos from another era where faces stare out from inside his ribcage as if his body is a reliquary containing the past, the textures shift and overlap—rough canvas, smooth photographic paper, cracked plaster, ink bleeding through newsprint, everything simultaneously historical document and living person, his left side might be more photograph than flesh while his right side dissolves into pure abstraction—charcoal smudges and gestural marks. The musician’s reality is fragmented: his hands on the guitar are solid enough—you can see knuckles and fingernails and the specific way he grips the neck, but even his hands have that translucent quality—faint images showing through like he’s not completely present in this moment, the guitar itself might be the most real thing—wood grain and steel strings catching light with material certainty, but where his body touches the instrument the boundaries blur—does he hold the guitar or does it hold him together, his posture is genuine musician posture—slight forward curve, head tilted toward the sound hole listening, feet planted but not rigid, this is someone who has sat this way for thousands of hours until the position is more natural than standing, his breath moves his chest but the movement reveals more layers—the architecture inside him shifts perspective slightly, the photographs within him seem to age in real-time or perhaps reverse-age, nothing is static even in stillness. Camera work is intimate documentary meeting fine art: slow steady push-in that feels like approaching someone deep in creative trance, shallow depth of field—sometimes the guitar is sharp while his face softens into abstraction, other moments his profile is crystalline while his body dissolves into layered memories, the focus breathing is deliberate—pulling us through the layers of
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait_tall

Surreal Cityscape: Whip and Color Fusion

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: The background is scuffed bricks:jeans suit:electricity
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Harmony

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: A surreal springtime cityscape blending human emotions with the urban environment, depicted in flowing ink and silver leaf technique. A man and a woman’s faces emerge from the scenery, seamlessly merging with the vibrant city. Their features dissolve into swirling cherry blossoms, fluid silver light, and intricate ink-like textures. The woman's lips are a soft pink, contrasting with the pastel hues, while the man's gaze is deep and contemplative, his face infused with metallic silver details. Delicate streaks of silver flow through their hair and into the streets, forming an ethereal connection between them and the world around them. The background features a sunlit avenue lined with blooming trees, golden light cascading between modern skyscrapers. A lone figure walks towards the horizon, symbolizing a journey through memory and emotion. The atmosphere radiates synesthetic energy, where colors evoke the scent of fresh blossoms, and light carries the whisper of a gentle spring breeze. Created using: alcohol ink painting, silver leaf accents, fluid art, soft organic shapes, glowing highlights, dreamlike surrealism, high-detail texture, abstract impressionism
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Smell My Flowers - There Is Something Wrong With The Moon

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 2024 X 1136 (2.30 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Cubistic patchwork. Inside the mind of the glass mirror witch. Giant eyes. Tunnel of flowers. Cityscape of moon and sparks.
  • Using base image: Yes

FEEL YOUR BRAIN

• Model: ArtFusion

• Size: 1944 X 1944 (3.78 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Salt pillar and city background by Jean-Paul Riopelle
  • Using base image: Yes