Prompt: Masterpiece, hand-colored vintage lithograph in the style of a Belle Époque French illustrated newspaper, funny and very silly fictional railway scene set in Paris around 1900. A clumsy gentleman in a fancy suit slips on a suitcase, his top hat flying off, legs flying in opposite directions, eyes wide with shock. His friend grabs his arm just in time, but they spin in a wild circle, nearly falling over. A porter drops a pile of luggage, sending hats and scarves flying through the air. Another porter slips on a rolling apple and does a clumsy spin, his cap landing on a passing dog's head. The confused dog barks at a pigeon, which then startles a man reading a newspaper, causing him to stumble into a cart of fresh bread, sending loaves everywhere like funny projectiles. Travelers react with comic surprise: a woman gasps dramatically, a man drops his glasses into his drink, a child points and laughs, a young couple hugs in mock fear, and a cheerful woman in a colorful hat leans out a train window laughing. Schoolchildren on the platform are doubled over with laughter. A huge steam train dominates the background with cartoonish clouds shaped like a thumb, a mustache, and a teapot. A conductor waves his arms and blows a tiny squeaky whistle. A cat sits calmly on a luggage cart, ignoring the chaos. A dog chases its tail. The scene is full of playful chaos, exaggerated poses, silly faces, and joyful energy. Bold engraved lines, vibrant red, warm ochre, deep blue, and emerald green, on aged paper with halftone texture, soft grain, and subtle wear. No violence, no weapons, no political content, no real people, no text, no border. Masterpiece, funny, silly, charming, highly detailed, 16:9.
Prompt: A photorealistic, hilarious still image at the finish line of an unbelievably difficult and exhausting competition. The first-place male competitor has just crossed the finish line and is standing completely exhausted, wearing a torn, dirty and heavily battered sports outfit. His clothing is ripped in several places from the brutal competition, but he is fully clothed with no nudity. His face is sweaty, dusty, exhausted and devastated, and he can barely stand.
A cheerful event official is proudly handing him a ridiculously tiny trophy. The exhausted winner stares at the trophy in disbelief, as if he cannot understand why he suffered so much for this.
Behind them is a large, clearly readable ceremonial sign saying:
“1ST PLACE”
Underneath it, in much larger letters:
“YOU CAN PLAY AGAIN”
In the background, the other competitors are lying exhausted on the ground, while some are still desperately crawling toward the finish line. The audience is enthusiastically celebrating and confetti is falling everywhere, creating a hilarious contrast with the winner's miserable expression. The joke is that after surviving the most brutal competition imaginable, his reward is being told that he has to do it all over again.
Prompt: A dusty, sun-drenched barn explodes with squeals, flapping wings, and flying hay! A teen girl with a wild cascade of ombre hair straw-blonde melting into rosy-pink perches on a wobbling wooden cart, her black polka-dotted coat flapping like a startled crow, striped red trousers a fiery slash against the golden hay bales.
Behind her, a small girl in a billowing blue coat and butter-yellow pants clings to her waist, perched on a pile of squishy feed sacks, her face a mask of delighted terror. But the true chaos-king is the young boy in a kelly-green coat and neon-pink pants he has launched himself off the cart entirely, one hand gripping the teen's collar, the other flailing at the rafters, his legs kicking wildly as a flock of startled pigeons erupts around him, looking for all the world like a human kite tangled in a feathery tornado! A spotted dog, ears flapping like two happy rags, tears through the hay, barking at the pigeons, while a supremely bored black-and-white striped cat sits perfectly still atop the highest hay bale paws tucked, face carved from marble, its striped tail giving one slow, disdainful flick as if to say, "Amateurs. All of them." The barn is a glorious mess of chunky, three-dimensional paint thick swirls of golden hay, weathered red wood, dusty beams, and soft shafts of sunlight cutting through the rafters like buttery yellow ribbons. A few sleepy cows peer over their stalls with goofy, exaggerated expressions, and a crooked modular windmill tilts playfully through the open barn doors in the distance. Every figure is stretched and squashed with humorous charm arms too long, eyes wide, hair flying in impossible directions. The paint is piled on thick, giving the whole scene a tactile, dreamy energy that makes the hay seem soft enough to touch and the laughter loud enough to hear. It's pure, unstructured barnyard bliss: messy, noisy, and gloriously alive where even the bored cat secretly twitches an ear at the delightful ruckus.
Proof AI has a long way to go? Or just my prompts?
Model:
Stable
Size:
768 X 768
(0.59 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: In Amsterdam, standing by the Keizersgracht canal, surrounded by Christmas fog and snow, an indistinct figure, furtively smokes a rolled cigarette, breathing out warm air and smoke
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.
