Prompt: A portrait painted with thick, expressive strokes captures the essence of a young girl. Her brown eyes exude depth and emotion, while her dark hair wraps around her face, giving movement and life to the work. The brushstrokes are bold yet delicate, adding texture and depth to her soft, radiant skin. Her smile is radiant and full of warmth, giving the portrait an undeniable charm. The background is an abstract blend of colors, enhancing the girl's presence and giving the painting a timeless, vibrant energy.
Prompt: A masterpiece of epic composition, a painting depicting a horse with the artistic essence of Qi Baishi's famous brushwork. The horse is captured through flowing, spontaneous lines that suggest its playful behaviour and agile nature. Using minimal strokes, Qi Baishi's signature style highlights the horse's character and emphasizes its beauty and independence. The horse can be depicted in a simple yet evocative setting, surrounded by delicate depictions of flora or objects that offer a glimpse into its world. The overall scene conveys a sense of whimsy and appreciation for the beauty of everyday life, paying homage to Qi Baishi's artistic legacy, 128k_Resolution_HDR
Prompt: A vibrant watercolor, textured fantasy painting of an elegant French woman walking two Greyhound dogs in a park in autumn. The woman wears a long flowing beige coat over a light green dress, white gloves and an elegant hat. Her posture is graceful and confident, holding a dog leash in one hand. The background features colorful autumn trees with red, orange and green leaves against a peaceful open landscape. The style is colorful, with soft brushstrokes and a serene, sophisticated atmosphere, capturing the beauty of an autumn walk in a whimsical, fantasy-like painterly effect.
Prompt: Autumn time, a drawing of a building with potted plants, a watercolor painting, old stone steps, a bicycle leaning against a wall, lamps and flowers, near a stone gate, beautiful brush stroke illustration, art sketches painted with a thin brush
Prompt: A casual charcoal sketch of an elegant man and woman in winter clothing walking down a busy street in winter. The shops along the street are festively decorated for Christmas.
"Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds" (a - 5/5) _ (240507)
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1024
(1.84 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: Picture yourself on a train in a station, With plasticine porters with looking glass ties _ Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile, The girl with the kaleidoscope eyes _ Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Prompt: She shivers, by the light she is hidden _ She flickers like a lamp lady vision _ Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes _ Child of the moon, Give me a wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
Prompt: The first car on the foggy road riding _ The last star for my lady is pining _ Oh, child of the moon, bid the sun arise _ Oh, child of the moon, Give me a misty day, pearly gray, silver, silky faced, Wide-awake crescent-shaped smile
Prompt: But there came winds, Driven and howling _ there came snow, And I feared for the garden _ So I built a wall, And I built another, and roofed it over, Thick and strong _ And kept it from the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune _ The killing cold could not get in
Prompt: Oh, who did you meet, my blue-eyed son? Who did you meet, my darling young one? _ I met a young child beside a dead pony _ I met a white man who walked a black dog _ I met a young woman whose body was burning _ I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow _ I met one man who was wounded in love _ I met another man who was wounded with hatred _ and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard,
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall
Prompt: And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son? And what did you hear, my darling young one? _ I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’ _ Heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world _
Heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’ _ Heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’ _ Heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’ _ Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter _ Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley _ And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall
Prompt: Oh, what did you see, my blue-eyed son?Oh, what did you see, my darling young one? _ I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it _ I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it _ I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’ _ I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’ _ I saw a white ladder all covered with water _ I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken _ I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children _`And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall
Prompt: But when the sun came, And the gentle rain of spring, They could not reach the garden behind those walls _ It would have died; Safely, securely died _ But as I longed and as I learned I tore the walls all down; The garden still lives
Prompt: Oh, what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son? Oh, what’ll you do now, my darling young one? _ I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’ _ I’ll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest; Where the people are many and their hands are all empty _ Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters _ Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison _ Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden _ Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten _ Where black is the color, where none is the number _ And I’ll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it; And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it _ Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’ _ But I’ll know my song well before I start singin’ _ And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall
Prompt: On soft gray mornings widows cry _ The wise men share a joke _
I run to grasp divining signs To satisfy the hoax _ The yellow jester does not play But gentle pulls the strings And smiles as the puppets dance In the court of the crimson king
Prompt: The gardener plants an evergreen Whilst trampling on a flower _
I chase the wind of a prism ship To taste the sweet and sour _ The pattern juggler lifts his hand, The orchestra begin As slowly turns the grinding wheel In the court of the crimson king
Prompt: The keeper of the city keys Put shutters on the dreams _ I wait outside the pilgrim's door With insufficient schemes _ The black queen chants The funeral march _ The cracked brass bells will ring To summon back the fire witch To the court of the crimson king
Prompt: He'll take you up, he'll bring you down _ He'll plant your feet back firmly on the ground _ He flies so high, he swoops so low _ He knows exactly which way he's gonna go _ Timothy Leary
Prompt: The rusted chains of prison moons Are shattered by the sun _ I walk a road, horizons change, The tournament's begun _ The purple piper plays his tune _ The choir softly sing Three lullabies in an ancient tongue For the court of the crimson king
Prompt: Along the coast you'll hear them boast _ About a light they say that shines so clear _ So raise your glass, we'll drink a toast To the little man who sells you thrills along the pier
Prompt: Timothy Leary's dead _ No, no, no, no, he's outside, looking in _ He'll fly his astral plane _ Takes you trips around the bay, Brings you back the same day _ Timothy Leary
Prompt: Timothy Leary's dead _ No, no, no, no, he's outside, looking in _ He'll fly his astral plane _ Takes you trips around the bay, Brings you back the same day _ Timothy Leary
Prompt: Surreal Groeland landscape with a pair of white bears and a pair of seals, Glistening icebergs, colossal formations, Groeland foxes in their natural habitat, charming puffins in flight, vibrant color palette contrasting ice and wildlife, intricate details showcasing the Groeland's beauty, ultra-high resolution for extreme clarity, sharp focus capturing every detail, photorealistic interpretation of Groeland wonders, breathtaking beauty of the frozen wilderness, fantasy elements blending reality with imagination, captivating view of Groeland fauna and icebergs, artistically rendered to evoke emotion, magical lighting enhancing the enchanting atmosphere of the Groeland wilderness.
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.
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