#decaying

Time to rest.

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1536 X 1536 (2.36 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: An immortal tortured souls look at their decaying human bodies. In the style of Dore, Durer, DZO Olivier, de Chirico.
  • Face enhance: No
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Decaying DJ

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Decaying DJ, splash art
  • Face enhance: No
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Cadavera Animata

• Model: Animatron

• Size: 1792 X 2304 (4.13 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Decaying zombie portrait, gruesome close-up, rotting eyeballs with maggots, decaying flesh texture, twisted and diseased tree limbs entwined, eerie atmosphere, dark and haunting setting, detailed, realistic horror style, dark color palette with hints of sickly greens and browns, dramatic lighting casting deep shadows, high-resolution for intricate details, macabre artistry.
  • Face enhance: No
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Forgotten Elegance and the Shoes Left Behind: A Tale of Decay

• Model: AIVision

• Size: 1024 X 1024 (1.05 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: Porch of an Abandon House, the last residents left behind their shoes
  • Face enhance: No
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: square

Angelic Decaying

• Model: Artistic

• Size: 704 X 896 (0.63 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: portrait, angelic decaying, fusion of the styles of Max Beckmann and Chris Foss, award winning, Fill Lighting, Cross-polarization, frightful, uninviting, desolate, ghastly
  • Face enhance: No
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait

Property in Decay Revisited

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1280 X 720 (0.92 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: A man standing in an empty room. The warm light of the ceiling the footlights of dreams are illuminated. The white walls are bare. The burdened chest utters no words. In the mirror, the wind from the south spins, 
carrying leaves and feathers. The heart is 
almost extinguished among the already cold ashes of the moon—the hands are without shelter—as all the trees lying down. In the wind from the desert the needles bend and my hour is past.
  • Face enhance: No
  • Upscale & Enhance: 0
  • Aspect Ratio: landscape_wide