Prompt: A mixed-media picture of an autumn street with tram, created in the style of Bohdan Pylypiv — combining pyrography with delicate watercolor accents. The main outlines and facial features are rendered with fine woodburned lines, rich in sepia, black, grey, red, orange and brown tones and texture, pastel colors
Prompt: A solitary figure sits at a small outdoor table, deep in thought. The scene features a bustling street with an orange tram, framed by moody, textured brushstrokes depicting a cloudy sky, STYLE BERNARD BUFFET,
Prompt: A surreal symbolic painting in the style of modern metaphysical realism. The composition is divided into three distinct planes:
Top left quadrant: A wide two-lane asphalt road descends from a hilltop. A bright orange sun is setting behind green rolling hills, casting long shadows. On the left side of the road, a shadowy figure rides a futuristic motorbike-like vehicle. In the central divider, a stylized orange tram moves downhill, subtly suggesting it might be a funeral procession.
Central vertical structure: A long stairway made of stone descends diagonally. A man in orange-red pants and a dark green shirt levitates lightly above the steps, his right hand touching a simple gray handrail, his gaze directed toward the bottom. His movement appears effortless, as if floating.
Right side: A vertical wall of a building with warm orange tones features four lit windows in two rows. In each window, diners sit at tables with plates of food. Their figures are static and calm, watching the descending man without surprise. Below them, a dark entrance opens into a water-filled narrow passage, where blue wavy water flows from the shadowed interior into the foreground, blocking the street.
The scene is rich in contrasts of warm and cool colors — orange, red, green, and blue — and evokes a dreamlike, contemplative atmosphere of transition, memory, and emotional descent.
Prompt: Wet watercolor on rice paper. Kyiv funicular during snowfall. You will choke, enemy,
With bitter tears,
Many of you will fall
Through our forests,
You will sprout rye
Through our steppes,
You will wail bitterly
You will be ravines.
Feel, enemy,
Start to run away,
It will be as Mother Ukraine says -
You will be ashamed
And disgraced forever,
You will choke on grief -
Black and great.
You will go blind, enemy,
And you will experience horror -
God will punish you
On your path.
So run and quickly,
Our unworthy enemy,
Because everyone already sees
Your end is disgusting.
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.
