Prompt: Performance style - highly detailed digital painting, as on the screen of an IMAX cinema using the technique «Silhouette in silhouette» (or double effect), to convey the idea of dualism and the effect of 3D location. The GRIM REAPER’s figure is dressed in a dark, undulating and crumpled-up hoodie and mysteriously floats or hangs in the air amidst the vast, once beautiful field of wild poppy colors. THE GRIM REAPER plays the antique violin with passion and sorrow, his bony fingers skilfully run across the neck, and the bow draws a silent but keenly felt melody of despair and farewell. Next to it, there is a modern tactical helmet of a military soldier with glasses, camera and headphones. The helmet is covered with dirt with cracks and little corrosion. On top of the tactical helmet sits a majestic crow, faithful companion of GRIM REAPER who sings a funeral song, and from his open beak flow notes like transparent fog in the form of musical notes. Behind the GLOOMY REAPER are visible the remains of dark flaming wings and the head is crowned by a dim, barely noticeable flaming nimbus. It’s a vast poppy field beneath him, as if nature itself bows before his music - just became the arena of destructive battle. Throughout the space among bright, but now dull and trampled colors of poppy are seen tragic evidence of recent battle: horses, military equipment - broken and broken artillery guns, tanks, missiles and other modern armor. Somewhere else you can see the open fires from which to the sky are drawn by streams of corrosive smoke, mixing with dust. This scene is covered by a remarkably contrasting blue sky, with beautiful clouds of clouds and fluxes. The powerful rays of the setting sun penetrate through the cracks in the clouds, creating dramatic light beams and deep shadows on the battlefield. This is a poem of destruction, where every leaf of poppy - as a reminder of the price that humanity pays for its misconceptions. Tending on ArtStation, IMAX Cinematic, OLED
Prompt: An image of a very detailed digital painting, striving for photorealism in high resolution using the technique «silhouette in silhouette» (or double effect) to convey the idea of dualism. In the foreground you see a graceful dolphin floating over the waves in a rapid jump. His body, curved in an elegant arc, shines blue and gray scales, reflecting the light, and from under the water from which it emerges a magical scene is seen: inside his silhouette opens up the underwater world. There, deep down, blue rays of light shine through the water, illuminating coral reefs and underwater plants that glitter with gold and emerald, creating the illusion of a living portal into ocean mysteries. Around the dolphin are splashes, flying in the air like pearly drops, highlighting its power and lightness. The waves of the sea, dark blue with silver sparkles, gently vibrate, reflecting the light of the setting sun. The sky above it is majestic, with heavy cumulus clouds that are swirled with gold and ash gray, creating a dramatic contrast. The sun pierces through the clouds, its rays, like golden threads, fall on the water, illuminating the dolphin and giving the scene warmth and hope. The background of the painting is an infinite horizon, where the sea merges with the sky and the light plays on the waves, enhancing the sense of freedom and unity of nature. The atmosphere is a hymn of life and beauty, where the dolphin becomes a symbol of harmony between the world above water and its depths, and the glow adds a note of peace and inspiration. Each element - from splashing to underwater light - is filled with movement and living energy, telling of the eternal dance of nature. It is not just an image of an animal - it is an artistic metaphor for the balance between the elements, between the visible and the hidden. Dolphin is like a portal connecting worlds: physical and spiritual, external and internal. OLED 8K.
Prompt: The style of execution is detailed digital painting, as if on an IMAX movie screen using a technique ("double effect") to convey the idea of dualism and the effect of 3D presence. In the middle of the desolate, almost obliterated urban landscape, among a picturesque pile of broken bricks, concrete slabs and charred wooden beams sits a middle-aged man with short gray hair and short grey beard. The man is dressed in a simple, modest, dusty and muddy T-shirt, jeans shorts and sneakers. He sits on the wreckage, crouching and crammed into lumps, his shoulders trembling with silent, muffled cries and his face completely hidden in his palms, expressing deepest grief and despair. Over him as an ancient, all-understanding guard leaned down like a ghost of the figure of the DARK REAPER in the company of a crow. This is a classic anthropomorphic image - a tall, dried skeleton, clad in a spacious, slightly bruised and faded dark grey black jacket with a deep hood over the skull that casts a thick shadow. The long, crooked floors of the cloak almost merge with the surrounding devastation, making the figure part of this sad landscape. In one bony hand, the GRIM REAPER firmly clutches his old scythe, with a wooden handle and a wide, slightly serrated metal blade. The other of his bony hand put on the grey and dusty hair of a man in a gesture of comfort, protection and final rest with the fatherly tenderness. The expression of the skull of the DARK REAPER, despite the absence of flesh, is devoid of any threat or malice; in the empty, dark eyelashes is read the universal age-old grief, wisdom and quiet, deep compassion for the innocent victim. Above this sight - the blue sky is broken by piled and fluffy clouds, from which bright contrasting rays of the setting sun burst. His light is not a consolation but the tragic final flash against the background of death. The sunset colors everything in crimson-gold tones, mixing beauty with horror, grandeur with despair. HDR+.
Prompt: An image of a highly detailed digital painting, striving for photorealism in high resolution using the technique of "silhouette in silhouette" (or double exposure) to convey the idea of dualism. In the foreground, a giant butterfly stands out, but it is not an ordinary creature of nature - its body is mechanical, as if assembled from rusty metal and gears, with a shining blue eye in the center, emitting cold, indirect light. Its wings are huge 3/5 images and symmetrical, as mirrors reflect the ruins of a once majestic city. Through the transparent, cracked wings of the butterflies you can see the charred buildings, the crumbling skyscrapers and broken bridges that seem frozen in time after the crash. In the background, right behind the butterfly, a nuclear explosion is igniting in the sky - a fireball surrounded by a swirling cloud of smoke, coloring the horizon in ominous shades of orange and crimson. This light fills everything around, creating a contrast between the heat of fire and the cold of the destroyed world. The birds are in the air, but their silhouettes seem to be a ghost, as if they were disappearing into this hell. The sky is covered with heavy, leaden clouds that add a sense of despair and a depressing atmosphere. The ruins of the city, reflected in the wings of the butterfly, are full of details: broken windows, protruding from the walls, charred facades of buildings with the remains of the stucco that once adorned them. On one of the wings you can see a fire - small, but bright, with flames that lick the remains of wooden beams. Out in the distance, barely visible through the haze, silhouettes of skyscrapers, still standing proudly above the ruins as a reminder of past greatness. The color palette of the scene is a combination of dark, cold tones (deep blue, gray, black) and warm, fiery shades (orange, red, gold), creating a dramatic contrast. The light of a nuclear explosion seems to shatter the darkness, but it does not bring hope. OLED 8K,
I was born 50 years before the beginning of the third millennium from the Nativity of Christ.
He graduated from the nursery with honors and spent five years in kindergarten as a sweet, obedient little boy.
After kindergarten, I tried to get a job at the European Union of Artists, but they didn’t take me. It seems that he is still small. I had to get a job at school No. 5, where I successfully taught laziness, the art of flirting and powdering one's brains. Like all children, he invented different things from scrap materials. From time to time I went to drawing clubs and received bad marks from the art teacher because my parents supposedly drew all my works for me. Ten years later, I was solemnly dismissed from school, in honor of which they even gave a ball. From time to time, my parents, as if by chance, slipped me biographies of famous artists (synonyms are the words “poverty” and “unrecognized”). Clearly realizing that I have less talent, I decided not to repeat their fate. Therefore, I studied at the Interlactic “Institute of Grooms” (DVIST) and got a job in my specialty. A manager, or otherwise a seller of something that is not available, but can be brought if desired. Which is what I still do to this day.
Artist statement
“Nothing lasts forever, little lasts, things have different ends, but everything that has a beginning has an end.” - Seneca (younger) Roman philosopher.
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.
