Prompt: She plays an old piano in an abandoned villa, ivy crawling through cracked windows. Her fingers are dusty, her eyes closed. The melody is ghostly. Decay, desire, elegance in ruins.
Prompt: A close-up image from below of a lush green vine plant hanging from the roof of an all-white building with white walls. A single rainbow-colored retro beach parasol on the rooftop. Clouds and cobalt blue sky. Impressionist oil painting style.
Prompt: By a cracked fountain in a forgotten garden, she sketches in a journal, wearing a sleeveless vest and wide trousers. Ivy grows between the stones. Her hand smudges the charcoal. Dream archaeologist, soft-spoken sorceress, overgrown grace.
Prompt: By a cracked fountain in a forgotten garden, she sketches in a journal, wearing a sleeveless vest and wide trousers. Ivy grows between the stones. Her hand smudges the charcoal. Dream archaeologist, soft-spoken sorceress, overgrown grace. make sure you do 5 ingers and 5 toes because you always mess with our bodyes anatomy
Prompt: By a cracked fountain in a forgotten garden, she sketches in a journal, wearing a sleeveless vest and wide trousers. Ivy grows between the stones. Her hand smudges the charcoal. Dream archaeologist, soft-spoken sorceress, overgrown grace.
Prompt: By a cracked fountain in a forgotten garden, she sketches in a journal, wearing a sleeveless vest and wide trousers. Ivy grows between the stones. Her hand smudges the charcoal. Dream archaeologist, soft-spoken sorceress, overgrown grace.
Prompt: Prompt by jexiq q: <<Masterpiece>>: Scene: Impasto, Glazing and Mixing Palette Knife Techniques: "Before the Rain, She Stood Still"
Style: Painterly realism with expressive brushwork and cinematic atmosphere
Color Palette: Warm amber, burnt sienna, forest green, muted lavender highlights
Foreground: A young woman with long, fiery ginger hair, caught in a delicate breeze — her hair dances like threads of autumn flame. She stands barefoot on the cobbled edge of an old stone fountain. Her pale skin glows softly under the overcast sky. She's wearing a simple linen dress, cream-colored and loose, tied at the waist with a deep olive-green ribbon. One hand rests lightly on the fountain’s cold surface, the other holds a tattered book pressed against her chest. Her eyes — green-gray and distant — look beyond the frame.
Midground: Behind her, the square is quiet and timeless: ivy-covered facades of worn-out townhouses, their shutters half-closed like sleepy eyes. A vintage bicycle leans against a crooked lamppost. The stones are damp from earlier rain, reflecting the sky in fragmented puddles. The air feels heavy — charged, like a memory just before thunder.
Background: Clouds roll in above the rooftops — violet-blue and layered in glazing technique, creating a cinematic gradient of tension. Birds in soft silhouette cross the sky like brushstrokes from a forgotten thought. A curtain flutters in a distant window, suggesting unseen life inside.
Mood and Emotion: The viewer feels like they’ve intruded on a moment that should have been private: a silent memory suspended in time, full of longing. You can almost hear the wind, the soft creak of the bicycle, and the weight of her thoughts. Everything feels still, yet alive — as if the world is holding its breath.
Prompt: street at night in a little old village,in places the houses overgrown with flowers, watercolor and ink, intricate details, fantasy, beautiful, award-winning, colorful, fantastic view, crisp quality,by Simon Stålenhag
Prompt: A serene and enchanting moonlit courtyard, nestled between ancient ivy-clad stone walls of a charming European stone cottage, softly illuminated by golden candlelight spilling from mullioned windows. The courtyard is paved with irregular cobblestones, weathered and mossy, catching the silver glow of a full moon suspended high in a clear, star-flecked night sky.
In the heart of the courtyard stands a majestic black lacquer grand piano, its polished surface subtly reflecting moonlight and warm ambient glows. Beside it rests a richly toned cello, leaning gently against a rustic wooden chair—both instruments hint at a paused midnight duet, a frozen moment of music and magic.
Trailing wisteria and ivy vines hang from wrought-iron trellises above, casting soft, organic shadows. Dimly glowing lanterns hang from old stone arches and tree branches, creating pools of light and deep, romantic contrasts. In the distance, the faint outlines of tall cypress trees and terracotta rooftops suggest an old Italian village at rest.
A delicate breeze stirs leaves and flower petals across the cobbled floor, adding a sense of motion and natural poetry. The air feels heavy with nostalgia and hidden music, the silence rich and expectant.
The color palette is a harmony of deep indigos, warm amber light, soft moon-whites, and aged stone hues. The lighting is cinematic, with carefully sculpted highlights and shadows—chiaroscuro evoking a classical painting. Reflections of the moon shimmer in a small stone fountain nearby, surrounded by lavender and climbing roses.
The atmosphere blends romantic fantasy and subtle realism, like a painting by Thomas Kinkade with the emotional depth of Studio Ghibli, or a live-action film still from a timeless European tale.
Prompt: High quality, 8K Ultra HD, ukiyo-e style illustration, white cat with grey spots lying down and licking its paw, green vines hanging from above, calm background in soft pastel colors, minimalist, elegant, traditional Japanese art, soft lighting, textured paper.
Prompt: Nighttime in an alleyway in South Philly, midsummer. Vines and night-blooming flowers cascade over concrete and wooden fences. Windows glow orange with lamps. A church faces the end of the alleyway, and its stained-glass windows are alight.
Prompt: Nighttime in an alleyway in South Philly, midsummer. Vines and night-blooming flowers cascade over concrete and wooden fences. Windows glow orange with lamps. A church faces the end of the alleyway, and its stained-glass windows are alight.
Prompt: Rusty dreams of a magical community, sparkling with enchantment. Weathered iron gates, overgrown with ivy, mystical creatures peeking through, glowing orbs of light, swirling mists of magic, ancient tomes with glowing runes, ethereal figures in flowing robes, shimmering crystals, a moonlit sky with twinkling stars, deep purples, blues, and greens, digital painting, intricate details, dreamlike atmosphere, soft glowing light, a fusion of steampunk and fantasy elements, reminiscent of the works of Brian Froud and Alan Lee, Artstation.
Prompt: A brand new land of chaos and swirling color. Moire patterns and fractal patterns. Dorothy in Oz. Harley Quinn. Poison Ivy. Cyborg girls. By Stephen Gammel, Vincent van Gogh, Daeni, Peter Gric, Tom Bagshaw, Ivan Shishkin and Dan Mumford, Beksinski, Flowing Energy, Deep Colours, Polished, Masterful Surrealism, Photorealistic, cel-shaded, digital illustration, unreal engine, 8k, high definition, crisp quality
Prompt: la ruelle, bordée de maisons du 18e siècle, est captivante par son art aérographe et 3D. Le soir est tombé ; les lanternes émettent une lumière légèrement fluorescente. Un fantasme étrange et onirique, des lignes fines et des détails complexes. La palette de couleurs comprend des tons terre, des bleus doux et des oranges chaudes. Une atmosphère à la fois tranquille et mystérieuse. Art comparable à celui de Tracie Grimwood et Rob Gonsalves.
Prompt: Impressionist oil paintings of a stone house, which completely with emerald green ivy, thick, winding, winding stone facade, old wooden door, soft morning light filter through dense fog, tale, kissed leaves, subdued color palette, atmospheric, relaxed, relaxed, relaxed, relaxed, relaxed, relaxed lamp.
Prompt: Twilight Through the Train Station Glass: The shattered remains of a once-grand train station stand open to the twilight air — its iron ribs exposed, its vast arched windows broken but still magnificent. Through fractured panes, the last light of day filters in, throwing slanted shadows onto tiled floors choked with weeds. An old bench sits beneath the arch, partly sunk into earth, ivy coiled through its slats. A tattered schedule board hangs askew, names of cities blurred by rust and rain. Maxfield Parrish casts the glass in spectral hues — amber, indigo, coral — like the wings of insects preserved in time. Andrew Wyeth explores the corrosion in tender strokes: each broken tile, the texture of wind-worn wood, the brittle curl of an old departure card. Albert Bierstadt frames the structure as though it were a temple — still standing, still reaching upward, the silence more dignified than the bustle it once held.
Prompt: The Bookstore Left to Dust: On a narrow cobbled street, dusk presses against the façade of a forgotten bookstore. Its front windows are grime-blurred, but inside, long shadows reveal leaning stacks of books that reach toward the ceiling like fragile towers. An open door breathes out the scent of paper, rain, and time. A cat sits in the doorway, eyes reflecting the fading light. Ivy trails from a nearby windowsill, dipping across the worn sign painted in faded gilt: Librairie d’Étoiles. Maxfield Parrish paints the twilight as an opalescent mist, pooling in window corners and rising like breath from the street stones. Andrew Wyeth lingers on the book edges — each frayed spine and yellowed page captured in quiet detail. Albert Bierstadt broadens the alley into a dramatic moment of stillness — as if the street itself were listening for one last page to turn.
Prompt: Clocktower Over the Forgotten Plaza: The silhouette of a grand, ivy-covered clocktower looms above a sunken plaza where wild grass now grows between the stones. The tower’s face is cracked, hands forever frozen at 6:14. Lanterns hang unlit from corroded wrought iron posts, their glass panes fogged with age. A fountain at the center of the plaza still murmurs with a slow trickle, its basin half-filled with moonflowers that bloom early in the long blue light. Maxfield Parrish captures the gentle radiance of that hour, illuminating the plaza with a surreal fusion of warmth and coolness — shadowed silver and dusk-washed gold. Andrew Wyeth renders the broken filigree of ironwork, the water-glossed petals, and the solemn wear of stone benches as if by memory. Albert Bierstadt lets the clocktower ascend like a steeple from a city now dreaming — casting the stillness not as loss, but as transformation.
Prompt: Generate an image of a charming old building with a rustic brick facade, partially covered in vibrant green ivy. The roof is steep and also adorned with lush foliage, blending harmoniously with the surroundings. In the foreground, depict a diverse group of pedestrians walking along a smooth, wide path next to the building. Include one person wearing a dark jacket carrying a bag, another in a light-colored hoodie, and a couple wearing casual attire. The background should feature a mix of architectural styles, including buildings with tiled roofs and decorative elements. The sky is overcast with hints of light breaking through the clouds, creating a subtle, moody atmosphere. The angle should clearly show the building's structure, the pedestrians, and the urban setting without any specific gender or identifiable features of individuals.
Prompt: Enhance grapes and blue jays, Gothic deco Nordic gypsy dark face goddess, glorious dramatic lush grasses, magic soul. Enhance orbs. Marbled patterns on orbs. elegant fantasy intricate very attractive beautiful award winning fantastic view hyperrealistic ultra detailed high definition crisp quality watercolor Arthur Rackham Gustav Klimt pen and ink Johannes Vermeer Rebecca Guay Michael Parkes Wide open eyes Ella du Cane beautiful elegant intricate fantasy very attractive
Prompt: Majestic lion, vibrant wildflower mane, regal pose on crumbling stone archway, overgrown ivy, forgotten kingdom, wise eyes, ethereal fur glow, soft golden sunset light, long dancing shadows, ancient stones, digital painting, Art Nouveau style, ArtStation.
Prompt: same thing, but there are vines with beautiful blue flowers growing along the walls, and the walls are made out of cobble stones, and there are candles as replacements for the lights.
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.
