Prompt: A group of pretty, young women, they are all bald, wearing hospital gowns. They are inside a hospital. A beautiful castle made out of white bricks and wood and vines is visible outside a large window.
Prompt: oil painting with broad strokes. Pavel Guzenko. the beauty of the 19th century aristocrat. Ana Paolo Arosio in a white guipure lace dress. long spiral curls, fluttering in the wind. the hat is white, guipure. Close-up side view, Baroque -retro, retro painting.Fastan Art.The art of dreams.
Angie's dream art.Fantasy ArtDramatic. fantasy.
Prompt: The mesmerizing goddess Shiva stands as a striking figure, her multitude of arms stretching out in graceful yet commanding poses. Each arm tells a story of strength and grace, captivating all who dare to gaze upon her. She embodies a rich blend of mystique and formidable power, evoking awe and reverence that lingers long after her image fades from view.
Prompt: Edgar Degas painting of a ballerina dancing very detailed, realistic, Award Winning, Timeless art work, Masterpiece, Genius, Worldclass, Extra ordinary, Aesthetic, Beautiful, Stunning, Brilliant, cinematic, Dynamic, Cinematic lighting
Prompt: She has such beauty and grace, her hair like waves of golden strands, her eyes sparkle of blue, her lips are red and plush, she is surrounded by blue butterflies and puffy dandelions ...her heart is happy
DorisAnn
Prompt: Beneath the velvet canopy of night, where stars weave tales in whispers, she emerges—the Moon Goddess, Selene, draped in the silken glow of twilight. Her skin, pale as marble kissed by the gentlest dawn, radiates a light that is neither of this world nor the next, but something in between—a dream of silver and shadow.
Her hair cascades like a river of molten starlight, flowing endlessly, a cascade of silver and gold that dances with the whispers of the night breeze. Each strand shimmers, catching the light of distant galaxies, and within it, the secrets of the cosmos are spun and held, tender and elusive.
Her eyes, deep pools of lunar mystery, hold the infinite depth of the night sky, shimmering with a light that is both comforting and unknowable. They are the color of the endless twilight, where the day surrenders to the night, a hue of quiet power and gentle grace.
She is adorned in robes spun from the fabric of the heavens themselves, diaphanous and flowing, the color of the first frost, or the palest seafoam. The garments cling to her form like mist, revealing just enough to tantalize, yet hiding more, leaving an air of sacred mystery in her wake.
Upon her brow rests a crescent diadem, a sliver of the moon's own light, cradling her forehead like a tender promise. Around her, the air is cool and fragrant, filled with the scent of night-blooming flowers and the faint, melodic hum of the universe in motion.
Selene glides across the sky in her silver chariot, drawn by horses whose hooves do not disturb the night, but rather, seem to carry it with them, their breath like the exhale of stars. She is the embodiment of serene beauty, a silent guardian of the night, whose presence lulls the world into gentle dreams, as she watches over all with a love as endless and enigmatic as the Moon itself.
Prompt: Beneath the velvet canopy of night, where stars weave tales in whispers, she emerges—the Moon Goddess, Selene, draped in the silken glow of twilight. Her skin, pale as marble kissed by the gentlest dawn, radiates a light that is neither of this world nor the next, but something in between—a dream of silver and shadow.
Her hair cascades like a river of molten starlight, flowing endlessly, a cascade of silver and gold that dances with the whispers of the night breeze. Each strand shimmers, catching the light of distant galaxies, and within it, the secrets of the cosmos are spun and held, tender and elusive.
Her eyes, deep pools of lunar mystery, hold the infinite depth of the night sky, shimmering with a light that is both comforting and unknowable. They are the color of the endless twilight, where the day surrenders to the night, a hue of quiet power and gentle grace.
She is adorned in robes spun from the fabric of the heavens themselves, diaphanous and flowing, the color of the first frost, or the palest seafoam. The garments cling to her form like mist, revealing just enough to tantalize, yet hiding more, leaving an air of sacred mystery in her wake.
Upon her brow rests a crescent diadem, a sliver of the moon's own light, cradling her forehead like a tender promise. Around her, the air is cool and fragrant, filled with the scent of night-blooming flowers and the faint, melodic hum of the universe in motion.
Selene glides across the sky in her silver chariot, drawn by horses whose hooves do not disturb the night, but rather, seem to carry it with them, their breath like the exhale of stars. She is the embodiment of serene beauty, a silent guardian of the night, whose presence lulls the world into gentle dreams, as she watches over all with a love as endless and enigmatic as the Moon itself.
Prompt: Beneath the velvet embrace of night, where stars whisper ancient desires, she emerges—the Moon Goddess, Selene, bathed in the sultry glow of twilight. Her skin, smooth as marble kissed by the first blush of dawn, radiates a sensual glow, a dream spun from silver and shadow that lingers between worlds.
Her hair flows like a river of molten starlight, an endless cascade of silver and gold that sways with the seductive murmurs of the night breeze. Each strand shimmers, catching the light of distant galaxies, entangled with the elusive secrets of the cosmos.
Her eyes, deep wells of lunar mystery, hold the infinite allure of the night sky, glimmering with a light that beckons and beguiles. They are the color of eternal twilight, where day surrenders to night—a hue that pulses with quiet power and undeniable allure.
She is draped in robes spun from the very fabric of the heavens, diaphanous and flowing, tinted with the seductive hues of the first frost or the palest seafoam. These ethereal garments cling to her form like mist, revealing her curves with tantalizing subtlety, leaving an intoxicating aura of sacred mystery in her wake.
Upon her brow rests a crescent diadem, a sliver of the moon's light, cradling her forehead like a lover’s caress. The air around her is cool and fragrant, imbued with the intoxicating scent of night-blooming flowers and the soft, melodic hum of the universe in motion.
Selene glides across the sky in her silver chariot, drawn by ethereal horses whose hooves do not disturb the night, but seem to carry it with them, their breath like the sultry sighs of stars. She embodies a divine sensuality, a silent seductress of the night, whose presence invites the world into a realm of intimate dreams, watching over all with a love as deep and enigmatic as the Moon itself.
Prompt: Beneath the velvet embrace of night, where stars whisper ancient desires, she emerges—the Moon Goddess, Selene, bathed in the sultry glow of twilight. Her skin, smooth as marble kissed by the first blush of dawn, radiates a sensual glow, a dream spun from silver and shadow that lingers between worlds.
Her hair flows like a river of molten starlight, an endless cascade of silver and gold that sways with the seductive murmurs of the night breeze. Each strand shimmers, catching the light of distant galaxies, entangled with the elusive secrets of the cosmos.
Her eyes, deep wells of lunar mystery, hold the infinite allure of the night sky, glimmering with a light that beckons and beguiles. They are the color of eternal twilight, where day surrenders to night—a hue that pulses with quiet power and undeniable allure.
She is draped in robes spun from the very fabric of the heavens, diaphanous and flowing, tinted with the seductive hues of the first frost or the palest seafoam. These ethereal garments cling to her form like mist, revealing her curves with tantalizing subtlety, leaving an intoxicating aura of sacred mystery in her wake.
Upon her brow rests a crescent diadem, a sliver of the moon's light, cradling her forehead like a lover’s caress. The air around her is cool and fragrant, imbued with the intoxicating scent of night-blooming flowers and the soft, melodic hum of the universe in motion.
Selene glides across the sky in her silver chariot, drawn by ethereal horses whose hooves do not disturb the night, but seem to carry it with them, their breath like the sultry sighs of stars. She embodies a divine sensuality, a silent seductress of the night, whose presence invites the world into a realm of intimate dreams, watching over all with a love as deep and enigmatic as the Moon itself.
Prompt: A mesmerizing anime girl with delicate, ethereal wings that shimmer in soft hues. Her enchanting presence captivates with a blend of grace and mystery, embodying a magical essence.
Prompt: (((A wide-shot, full body image, nothing cropped))) . (((FULL LENGTH))) (((SHOW: HEAD, BODY, LEGS,FEET))) (((FULL COLOR))) Visualize a (((stunningly beautiful pale skinned, ethereal glowing-white haired Angelic woman))), her form elegantly drifting across an image that evokes the style of (((ink wash paintings))), with softly interwoven (((gold))), (((white and yellow))), and delicate (((gleaming lace costumes))) that capture the essence of flowing, (((graceful curves))), advanced resolution ensures every intricate detail is captured in this masterfully composed scene. Curvy, slim. Eye contact. (((16K))) (((Ultra High Resolution))) (((hyper-realistic details))) (((ultra detailed features))) (((MASTERPIECE, CINEMATIC))). (((FULL LENGTH))) (((SHOW: HEAD, BODY, LEGS))) (((FULL COLOR)))
Prompt: A girl with wildflowers in the style of Alphonse Mucha, filled with surrealism. The painting is made in the technique of English watercolors using a thin colorful mascara. It is characterized by a lot of details, realism and volume. This is a highly detailed digital painting, imbued with dark botany and general lighting. The painting includes micro-details and textures, creating a mystical atmosphere.
Prompt: Portrait of an Indian girl in vintage sari ,in the style of sentimentalism and romanticism , artist Jean-Baptiste Monge , Eugène Delacroix , Rembrandt , Dmitry Levin
Graceful Nude Sculpture of Galatea on Natural Jade
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
840 X 1216
(1.02 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: A powerful, expressive jade sculpture inspired by the rugged and emotional style of Auguste Rodin’s masterpieces. The figure is carved from vibrant, multicolored jade, exhibiting a striking interplay of deep emerald green, milky white, and golden hues. The jade's natural striations and cloudy patterns are artfully incorporated into the anatomy of the sculpture, enhancing the dramatic pose and emotional depth.
The texture balances smooth, polished surfaces with rough, unfinished areas, creating a dynamic contrast that echoes Rodin’s raw, expressive style. The subtle translucency of the jade catches light, producing glowing highlights against the coarse, chiseled textures, while the veins and natural gradients of the stone emphasize the intense muscularity and emotional turmoil of the figure. The result is a breathtaking fusion of Rodin’s dramatic sculptural language with the mesmerizing beauty of jade.
Prompt: lonely request. Beautiful and dazzling woman blonde light eyes, white complexion like porcelain, with her head slightly crouched, dressed in the Texan -style, Far East
Prompt: A beautiful young woman strikes an elegant and dynamic skating pose, her white swimsuit adorned with orange accents contrasting sharply against the sleek, futuristic rink. She wears a sleek futuristic helmet, knee and elbow pads, and skates, captured in a low-angle close-up with bokeh effects blurring the background into a soft, warm glow. Delicate treble clefs and elegant lyrics of "Luis Arcy" intertwine gracefully around her, adding a touch of artistic charm. The background features a warm, ambient light reflecting off the polished surface of the rink, casting a gentle, golden hue across the scene.
Prompt: A beautiful virgin of the Slavic type, with a beautiful natural face, expressive sapphire blue eyes, long wavy blonde hair, huge luxurious lush breasts, dressed in a thin light white lace nightgown, atones for her sins in a luxurious chapel against the background of luxurious ornate bright multi-colored stained glass windows
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.
