#ornatemasksurrealism

hyper-real Seatrain Monarch on Throne of Gears

• Model: FluX 2 (Pro)

• Size: 1712 X 2192 (3.75 MP)

• Used settings:

  • Prompt: dans un vortex de cendre et de poussière, grateful dea, infused with the swift, mercury essence of quicksilver, sits atop a vibrant, oil-stained béton and celestial, divine jésus super star, presided over by the formidable juge dreads, atop a majestic, rusted métal scrap, its throne adorned with twisted, gothic, industrial pipes that seem to writhe and twist like living serpents, as if reality is unraveling, as its chrome noir volant crabe and sleek train tricycle now transformed into a rickety, hand-painted, surrealist contraption, as if cobbled together from discarded machinery and scraps of vibrant, clashing fabric, against the backdrop of a grimy, graffiti-covered mise en scène, with geometric starkness, clean lines, and abstracted forms, reminiscent of lászló maholy-nagy and george lorimer's works, beneath the canopy of a sprawling, rusty métal canopy beneath a éclairage de réverbères, amidst crumbling, cyclopean, crumbling béton walls, where a pair of colossal, glass lungs, ink lung, hover in the air, their delicate, translucent forms suspended amidst the turbulent, swirling clouds of black ink that they breathe in and out, the ink's wispy tendrils curling around the divine figure like a dark, ethereal aura, as the sounds of a distant, chattering fouaraki market rise in the background, illuminated by harsh, industrial lighting that enhances the surreal ambiance, infusing the scene with industrial colors and an rugged touch, with the added presence of a dramatic, crimson, sweeping shape emerging amidst the turbulent waters, like a vortex of intense, dark energy, reminiscent of a volcanic eruption, or a colossal, red, dragon-like creature bursting from the depths of the ocean, surrounded by an aura of rhythmic turbulence, in the midst of a maelstrom that echoes the primal, pulsating beats of a danse macabre, transposed within the mystic realm of the Aztec legendary temples, where the echoes of ancient rituals and forgotten knowledge seem to reverberate, as if the very essence of the nacre fondue is being drawn unto this being, filling it with an overwhelming sense of awe and wonder.
  • Using base image: Yes