Prompt: A male face watching in a mirror while screaming with madness.
His arms are up and his hands are fist.
He has old cloths with holes and stitches.
Out of the holes you see demons crawling outside.
They have purple eyes.
On the floor is a big purple stain with paint exploding in al directions.
Prompt: A dark, dark fairytale environment with a small young gnome crying in the middle. Between the scary, branchy trees, fluttering spirits float, leaving a vague trail of light behind them. High in the sky hangs a pale moon, shining a gloomy light.
Prompt: Darkness is surrounding a man who is standing on the ground. An angel with a golden shine around her head in a white dress and feather like wings is whispering in the ears of the man. In the other ear a demon is whispering. At the horizon you can see a little bit of purple light Demons are flying above the man. There eyes are purple, there hands are claws. On the ground you see splattered purple paint. A scary dead tree is standing in the background.
Prompt: In the beginning God
created the heavens
and the earth.
The earth was barren,
with no form of life;
it was under a roaring ocean
covered with darkness.
But the Spirit of God
was moving over the water.
Prompt: An elephant wrapped in steampunk armor with red rubies set in gold is ready for a fight in a room. The room is filled with people looking at the elephant. The walls in the room have round windows with stained glass in the shape of butterflies in the colors of the rainbow. On the elephant sits a warrior in a futuristic battle suit equipped with high-tech weapons.
Prompt: The red, orange, yellow sphere is a controlled fusion of hydrogen. Make it more energetic.
The blue shape is the machine that controls the fusion.
Make steampunk elements in the blue shape.
Prompt: The shape of an eye was created during the drawing process. The eyes as a mirror of the soul. Where you can read sadness without words. Inability that has nowhere to go and eventually leaves your eyes and drips down in the form of tears. Your experiences hinder a clear view, but images still arise in your thoughts. Reality is not in the past or the future. The present lasts only a very short time. Ultimately, your brain creates its own truth and the huiskamerartiest makes a drawing of it.
Prompt: “Allen die zich in Nederland bevinden, worden in gelijke gevallen gelijk behandeld. Discriminatie wegens godsdienst, levensovertuiging, politieke gezindheid, ras, geslacht, handicap, seksuele gerichtheid of op welke grond dan ook, is niet toegestaan”.
Prompt: My mind is clearer now.
At last all too well
I can see where we all soon will be.
If you strip away The myth from the man,
You will see where we all soon will be. Jesus!
You've started to believe
The things they say of you.
You really do believe
This talk of God is true.
And all the good you've done
Will soon get swept away.
You've begun to matter more
Than the things you say.
Listen Jesus I don't like what I see.
All I ask is that you listen to me.
And remember, I've been your right hand man all along.
You have set them all on fire.
They think they've found the new Messiah.
And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong.
I remember when this whole thing began.
No talk of God then, we called you a man.
And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died.
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way.
And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied.
Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood He'd have made good.
Tables, chairs, and oaken chests would have suited Jesus best.
He'd have caused nobody harm; no one alarm.
Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place?
We are occupied; have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd.
For we are getting much too loud.
And they'll crush us if we go too far.
If they go too far....
Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give.
Please remember that I want us to live.
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour.
All your followers are blind.
Too much heaven on their minds.
It was beautiful, but now it's sour.
Yes it's all gone sour.
Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give.
Please remember that I want us to live.
see'mon, see'mon
He won't listen to me ...
see'mon, see'mon
He won't listen to me ...
Prompt: In a large wine glass filled with a green poisonous liquid sits a man in a diving suit with yellow oxygen bottles on his back. Yellow-purple vapors rise from the glass. The glass is located in a factory hall with yellow barrels stacked against all the walls with the warning sign for biohazardous substances. Flying above the glass are purple alien-like creatures with large yellow eyes.
Prompt: Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Gif en rotzooi in de zee
De oceaan een grote plee
De vis die gaat maar zo niet dood
De zee is zo ontzettend groot
Dit gaat het snelst en tijd is geld iets anders
wordt te duur
Wij zijn de baas in de natuur
(Raldaldee in de Waddenzee ga je mee)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
De laatste bomen gaan eraan
Als deel van een bestemmingsplan
Een stankgolf hier een roetwolk daar
De industrie moet voort nietwaar
Gezondheid welzijnenzovoort: dat is allang verstoord
Straks stikt iedereen de moord
(Raldeldel en ik lust hem wel tante Nel)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Maak je medemens maar af
Een megatonnen massagraf
In Ulster of in Mozambique
Gereformeerd of katholiek
Koeieneer en martel maar ja knuppel ze maar neer
Liefst in naam der Lieve Heer
(Raldalda in Amerika ga maar na)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Blijf maar trouw aan elk gezag
Dat niets presteert maar alles mag
En heb maar niet te veel kritiek
Op heel die ouwe-lullenkliek
Vol oorlogszucht en machtsmisbruik kwaadaardig en gemeen
En met schijt aan iedereen
(Raldaldal van je kauwgombal in het dal)
Toe maar jongens de beuk erin
Ja vooruit maar lui zet hem op
Blameer de communisten maar
Of geef de schuld maar aan elkaar
Of doe e boel maar af met God
Ook als de hele troep verrot
En steek je kop maar in het zand dat is het beste want
Het loopt al aardig uit de hand
(Vuilnisbak van je kouwe kak in de slee
Weet je wat ze zee: dike tante Kee
En er komme d'r nog twee en mot je nog een C
Of een koppie thee, ole)
Prompt: This time the bag of letters gave me the word ogen (eyes). For an artist, having eyes is quite important. In fact, it often starts with looking very closely. Sometimes to the world outside your head, sometimes to the world inside your head. It has been said that eyes are mirrors of the soul. In it you see the truth as a reflection of your being. There are many expressions with an eye in them.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. An old form of justice that actually indicates that the suffering you have caused someone else is also returned to you. It's clear. Cutting off a hand for theft or being hanged, as in old England, rather ignores this principle. What is justice when people have done something wrong to you? Restorative justice is a beautiful thing. The perpetrator is asked what he wants to do to make things right and the victim can indicate what he or she needs. This means that you must have an objective view of the suffering.
The huiskamerartiest can think things through and notices that understanding how something happened does not automatically lead to understanding. It's quite complicated to do really well.
Whether or not to color this drawing. Fortunately, both are possible here. What do you prefer?
Prompt: Everywhere are eyes watching the viewer. They are brown or blue. The blue ones float around the brown ones
There is no space between the eyes not filled with eyes.
The white of the eyes is filled with red vains
Prompt: Neither you, Simon, nor the fifty thousand,
Nor the Romans, nor the Jews,
Nor Judas, nor the twelve
Nor the priests, nor the scribes,
Nor doomed Jerusalem itself
Understand what power is,
Understand what glory is,
Understand at all,
Understand at all.
If you knew all that I knew, my poor Jerusalem,
You'd see the truth, but you close your eyes.
But you close your eyes.
While you live, your troubles are many, poor Jerusalem.
To conquer death, you only have to die.
You only have to die.
Prompt: The statue of Liberty is climbing the Eiffel Tower
She is putting the torch on top of it.
The torch shines a bright light on the surface.
Through a hole in the clouds an ufo is descending leaving trails
Prompt: in a large empty meeting room there is a large coffee machine in the middle of the room. You can tap coffee on all sides. There are lots of people chatting around the coffee machine. There is an elephant sitting on top of the coffee machine.
Prompt: This time my letter bag yielded the word OPA. I can do something with that because this is me too. The drawing gives me a happy feeling because I also think it is a beautiful phase in my life. There is of course a grandmother, but also fathers, mothers, uncle, aunts, nieces and/or nephews. We are all shaken like flakes in a snow globe and land somewhere again. It is also exciting. With a bit of luck, your own path will last eighty years. After us the flood, a king once said. When you have children and grandchildren, you have to look further and further beyond your own horizons to see what a beautiful, happy world should look like into the 22nd century.
I thought this was a fun project. How do you look beyond your horizon?
Prompt: The universe began, scientists believe, with every speck of its energy jammed into a very tiny point. This extremely dense point exploded with unimaginable force, creating matter and propelling it outward to make the billions of galaxies of our vast universe. Astrophysicists dubbed this titanic explosion the Big Bang.
Prompt: Your body as the house of your soul. A house that is growing and offering more space for thoughts and feelings. There was a time you entered the house but not aware of it's function.
When your body grows older your soul gets more captured in a building that isslowly destroying itselfs. There comes a time that your thoughts, feeling and mind lose its connecting with the building. You get lost. Where do you go as the building slowly disappears?
Prompt: On the floor the bones and skull of a man are lying between drawings, books, records, photos.
The room is dusty, the windows are dirty. In an open door a man is looking inside.
A bright light from behind throws a shadow on the floor.
On the ceiling an old bulb is spreading a yellow light over the scene.
Before the windows you see the remains of plants.
In a corner you see an old teddy bear without ears and buttons as eyes. There are patches that repaired the holes in his skin.
On a shelf high on the wall a little purple angel is sitting and watching the scene.
On a wall the logo of half life is sprayed with paint. Empty spray cans lay beneath it.
Bottles of whiskey are on another shelf as a collection.
On another shelf you see statues of Pu tai in different sizes.
Prompt: Pure sadness
Knowing how the world is in the end
An understanding of the purpose of live.
In fact nothing changes.
Born
Wtf
Dead
It is filled with emotions
Prompt: Father time is looking back in a year filled with events of happiness and greeve, excitement and horror, life and death. A year in which nothing really changed. Perhaps even got worse.
So much potential to make Earth the best place to live in the universe.
In a bright light you see the new year baby ready to be born attached with his umbilical cord to a garden of Eden.
Prompt: When I shuffled my bag of letters and grabbed a handful of letters, I was able to spell the word pis. Because I had two s's, I could also make piss out of it. This is for my English speaking fans. Before you know it, I am getting images.
When you find yourself in situations between people and interests, it is difficult to do the right thing. What is too much for one side is too little for the other and vice versa of course. A position in which a lot is demanded of you. It is understandable that you may get the feeling that you are being pissed on from above and below.
By mirroring, I got a drawing that shows approximately the same thing upside down. What I like is that you can also read the word PISSIG (in english it is being pissed off). This is a state of mind that can match the position you get when you find yourself somewhere in between. It requires balancing and perhaps also that you are open about this. Give and take. The old-fashioned poldering (making a compromise).
In any case, the huiskamerartiest was able to get back to work with it. The lonely letters on the white surface asked for more. That is why the created boxes are filled with color.
Prompt: a man stands in a large glass ball. The glass ball is held up by people dressed in military clothing. The scene is in a small room. The walls in this room are full of electrical wires in blue, black and brown. There is all kinds of computer equipment on the walls. The glass ball is connected to the ground by yellow-green wires.
Prompt: There are two empty trenches looking like those in a war. Between those trenches is a higher park-like terrain. There stands a large silver shiny referee whistle. In the trenches are no people but unorganized piles of thick law books and folders with papers. On the terrain between the trenches men and women are standing chatting happily with each other. Clouds in the shape of a large letter M hang above the terrain and the sun casts a shadow in the shape of an M on the terrain.
Prompt: A child with a mad look in her eyes looks around. Her clenched fists stretch left and right. Purple tentacles emerge from the ground and twist around the childss body. Green slimy drops fall from the sky. In between, wisps of yellow mist float.
Boy on Dock Watches Ghostly Flames Rise based on a piece of text from Lord of the flies
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1024 X 1024
(1.05 MP)
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Prompt: "We did everything adults would do. What went wrong?... His voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend [the others] called Piggy... Maybe there is a beast... maybe it's only us."
Lord of the flies
Prompt: A friendly man in a t-shirt and a leather jacket extends his hand straight out to shake hands. He looks straight ahead with a smile. In the background is a somewhat older concrete wall with brick and a lot of colourful graffiti on it. On this wall you can read also a graffiti with the text: "jouw verhaal" in graffiti style.
Prompt: A man took lsd and the world looks very different to him. Nothing is normal. Music becomes colors. Colors become sound. Every thing is surrounded by fluorescent light. Nothing seems real in the way it should be. Out of the ground are coming demons crawling. From the sky bright white angels are falling down. The drugs make the world only more creepy.
A big fat man dressed as a circus director is watching the man with a big smile on his face.
Prompt: A bright soul is flying away from Earth into space.
The Earth is a round blue sphere with Europe being seen.
The space is dark.
Around the soul you see more souls leaving Earth on a unknown yourney.
Angels are between the souls.
Far beneath them you can see ISS.
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.