Prompt: In impasto paint, deeply carved and textured, we see a night landscape with stormy cumulous clouds with brightly lit stars shining through down on mountains blue, and a serpantine reflective river framed with ancient twisted trees.
Prompt: Rusty and grainy minimalist oil painting of an old rickety wooden shack on a small island in the middle of a lake, small garden and little wooden bridge, bokeh paint outlines, abstract, corroded aged paper, in the style of Joachim Patinir.
Prompt: Beautiful hyper detailed lovely stunning country living fantasy art Willem Haenraets style with the delicate, expressive watercolour techniques of Griffith and the ethereal alcohol ink painting, watery wet on wet painting, watercolor painting, cinematic bright rococo filigree ethereal, award winning, shabby chic, highly detailed, breathtaking beauty, best quality, 8k resolution, pure perfection.
Little cat in a colorful garden, portrait, phantasie
Model:
DaVinci2
Size:
1152 X 864
(1.00 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: cat look to me and laugh, one full width bright saturated color image, marbled hanging night garden, style of Mikalojus Ciurlionis, style of Umberto Boccioni, style of Harry Clarke, flowing hints of silver
Prompt: A rustic, vintage milk can with a distressed finish, displaying pronounced chipped white paint revealing underlying metal surfaces, with a round lid lying beside it. The can serves as a vase for an abundant, lush bouquet of fresh flowers, featuring rich magenta cosmos, soft pink peonies, deep purple globe amaranths, white hydrangeas, and delicate sprays of pink gypsophila. Subtle hints of green foliage intersperse among the blooms, adding a natural contrast. The setup is on a weathered wooden surface that shows signs of age and wear. An antique wooden cabinet with faded mint green paint and signs of distress appears in the background, which adds to the overall shabby chic aesthetic. A soft natural light source seems to fill the scene, enhancing the textures and colors of the flowers, the old paint on the can and cabinet, and the folds of a casually placed linen cloth next to the milk can.
Prompt: Create an abstract illustration of two cats sitting together in a serene natural setting. The first cat is a beautiful, happy looking black cat with striking yellow eyes, a short snout, and prominent whiskers. It has a dignified posture, standing tall and proud. The second cat is a smaller, fluffy white cute cat with soft, smooth fur, bright yellow eyes, and a playful expression. Its ears are perked up, and it is sitting comfortably next to the black cat, with its front paws tucked under its body.
The background features a tranquil landscape with soft, muted colors. Silhouetted trees stand in the distance against a gentle gradient sky, transitioning from warm tones of peach and soft blue to pale ivory to give contrast. Delicate white flowers bloom in the foreground, adding a touch of whimsy. The overall atmosphere is peaceful, evoking a sense of companionship and harmony between the two cats amidst beautiful nature.
Prompt: In alcohol ink and oil paint on canvas, there is a night landscape with a big moon and twinkling stars shining down on a cascading creek with a waterfall and looking glass pool with a foote bridge framed by an ancient twisted tree and wildflowers. Intricately detailed, zentangle.
Prompt: ornate alien Martian land ship with sails in the style of Ray Bradbury, sailing across the desert of Mars. ( Martian sand-ships in Ray Bradbury's novel the Martian Chronicles - Appearance & Atmosphere
Azure sails: Bradbury describes a dozen tall vessels, each with sails the deep blue of “cobalt butterflies,” drifting silently on the sands
Vessel bodies: According to model conceptualizations inspired by the text, you can imagine sleek, emerald‑green hulls with razor‑sharp prows and pale, moon‑white tillers—almost petal‑like in design.
- From the Text – Dramatic Scenes
Bradbury paints vivid scenes:
“There! The wind hurled the sand ship keening over the dead sea‑bottom, over long‑buried crystals, past upended pillars, past deserted docks of marble and brass, past dead white chess cities…”
This evokes a mystical journey across an ancient Martian seabed, where remnants of a lost civilization lie buried beneath dust. - Symbolism & Effect
Remembrance of the past: The sand‑ships are silent monuments to extinct Martian grandeur—reminders of a civilization reduced to ruins.
Beauty amid desolation: The contrast between the fragile, floating ships and the barren red wasteland underscores Bradbury’s lyrical approach—finding grace even in decay.
Atmospheric presence: Described as floating like ghosts or smoke, the ships heighten the eerie and melancholic tone of the scene. - Why They Matter
Visual poetry: The imagery is less about mechanics and more about mood—sand‑ships drift serenely, capturing both loss and wonder.
Literary anchor: In a novel built on snapshots, this memorable scene showcases Bradbury’s gift for weaving mythic symbolism into a futuristic setting.
In short: the Martian sand‑ships are graceful, ghostlike vessels with cobalt sails and sharp metallic husks, drifting across Mars' empty seas of dust. They symbolize the planet’s extinct glory and evoke a powerful, elegiac mood that lingers long after the passage. -- airbrush art, Marvel Comics, storybook illustration, poster art, landscape, fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk
Prompt: in Hell a bald, naked, Middle Eastern Cyclops (One eyed Giant) sits aside the stone bridge he has built over a wild rive of black water and crashing waves. the hills around him and his bridge are jagged rocks without grass or trees on them. the sky is full of angry storm clouds with a tint of red to them. there is sweat on his skin. he has a sinister lustful expression on his face as he looks at the viewer. - illustration in the style of Brothers Hildebrandt
Remembering Ray Bradbury's Martian Land Ships in the Red Desert
Model:
AIVision
Size:
1792 X 1008
(1.81 MP)
Used settings:
Prompt: ornate alien Martian land ship with sails in the style of Ray Bradbury, sailing across the desert of Mars. ( Martian sand-ships in Ray Bradbury's novel the Martian Chronicles - Appearance & Atmosphere
Azure sails: Bradbury describes a dozen tall vessels, each with sails the deep blue of “cobalt butterflies,” drifting silently on the sands
Vessel bodies: According to model conceptualizations inspired by the text, you can imagine sleek, emerald‑green hulls with razor‑sharp prows and pale, moon‑white tillers—almost petal‑like in design.
- From the Text – Dramatic Scenes
Bradbury paints vivid scenes:
“There! The wind hurled the sand ship keening over the dead sea‑bottom, over long‑buried crystals, past upended pillars, past deserted docks of marble and brass, past dead white chess cities…”
This evokes a mystical journey across an ancient Martian seabed, where remnants of a lost civilization lie buried beneath dust. - Symbolism & Effect
Remembrance of the past: The sand‑ships are silent monuments to extinct Martian grandeur—reminders of a civilization reduced to ruins.
Beauty amid desolation: The contrast between the fragile, floating ships and the barren red wasteland underscores Bradbury’s lyrical approach—finding grace even in decay.
Atmospheric presence: Described as floating like ghosts or smoke, the ships heighten the eerie and melancholic tone of the scene. - Why They Matter
Visual poetry: The imagery is less about mechanics and more about mood—sand‑ships drift serenely, capturing both loss and wonder.
Literary anchor: In a novel built on snapshots, this memorable scene showcases Bradbury’s gift for weaving mythic symbolism into a futuristic setting.
In short: the Martian sand‑ships are graceful, ghostlike vessels with cobalt sails and sharp metallic husks, drifting across Mars' empty seas of dust. They symbolize the planet’s extinct glory and evoke a powerful, elegiac mood that lingers long after the passage. -- airbrush art, Marvel Comics, storybook illustration, poster art, landscape, fantasy, sci-fi, steampunk
Prompt: I beheld a chamber so prodigious in its dimensions that even the grand arena of ancient Rome, that colossus of human pride, seemed by comparison a mere child’s amphitheater—this was no construction of man. It was an abyssal vault hewn from the heart of the earth itself, from stone that bore the hue of dried blood mingled with rust, red-brown and bruised by ages. The air within held a silent gravity, a reverent dread, as though it had not been disturbed for millennia, as though the rock itself breathed solemnity and secrecy.
The walls, irregular and coarse as if gnawed by time or claw, soared up into a vaulted gloom from which no light source could be seen, yet all was faintly illumined by some uncanny phosphorescence, as if the very stone exhaled a corpse-light. Within this cyclopean crypt stood row upon row of vast contrivances—engines, wombs, tombs—at first glance resembling titanic kettles forged of burnished copper. Each was as large as a farmer’s cart, and in their rounded, burnished flanks were set thickened panes of green glass, warped with age and pressure, their surface dulled by time and yet betraying, through that murky translucence, the unthinkable contents within.
Suspended in each vat—no, entombed—floated a figure. And these were not the forms of men, though their silhouettes hinted at some dreadful parody of the human shape. They were tall, impossibly slender, and their limbs held a grace not born of our world. Each bore long, curling horns that arced like question marks from brows too wide, too silent. Their visages were masks of tranquil beauty, a beauty that stirred revulsion—perfect, serene, and wholly alien. Their eyes remained closed, though even in slumber there seemed a watching, a knowing, as though their dreams crept outward in invisible tendrils.
They hung in fluid stasis, swathed in a gelatinous medium the color of jaundiced emeralds, and though their chests did not rise, a sense of growth—a slow, unnatural becoming—thrummed in the silence.
From the base of each metallic womb extended thick brass pipes, organ-like, which slithered across the floor like serpents caught mid-coil, and rose in winding tangles toward the unseen ceiling. There they formed a congested canopy of conduits, an intricate forest of gleaming limbs, forming a web of alchemical and perhaps spiritual intercourse between the vessels. It was as if the room itself was a great lung or mind, every pipe a nerve, every join a pulse point.
From the seams and fissures of this grotesque machinery there wept a fluid. It fell in heavy drops—green, slow-moving, and gemlike—as if the very lifeblood of this monstrous nursery condensed in sorrowful beads. Upon striking the stone, the drops crystallized instantly into jagged pearls of ichor, each one humming with a quiet menace, as though storing whispers. I dared not touch them.
There was a sanctity to the place, a wicked reverence. My soul trembled with the recognition that I stood not within a laboratory or temple, but in some terrible confluence of both—a genesis chamber for the gods of a forgotten pantheon, or the unborn nightmares of a race long buried beneath the earth. The silence pressed upon me, thick and alive. And in that silence, I felt the great room breathe.
Prompt: epic composition, Wendy Corduroy from the cartoon 'Gravity Falls' as a fantasy barbarian teenager carrying a battle axe, by Tim Hildebrandt, slim redhead warrior women with freckles, in style of mike savad”, , sergey zabelin, cavewoman, luis ricardo falero, portrait, style of tim hildebrandt, retro and fantasy style, tom bagshaw and sabbas apterus, hercules, david a, manowar album cover
Prompt: Fine pen, colored artwork.Party Time: ds.19.73{I'm feelin' fine...it's Party time,drinking all the wine,I'm just feelin' fine} Heavy Metal rock band and groupies./ backstage party
Prompt: A humorous and imaginative fantasy comic-style illustration of a professional tennis match featuring an anthropomorphic crocodile as the main player. The crocodile is fully dressed in a classic all-white Lacoste tennis outfit, including a polo shirt, shorts, wristbands, and tennis shoes, all branded with the Lacoste logo. It stands on a vibrant green grass court in an intense action pose, preparing to return a tennis ball with a high-end tennis racket. The crocodile's posture is athletic, muscular, and expressive, combining fierce reptilian traits with human sportsmanship. Its mouth is open mid-roar, exuding determination and intensity. The background features a packed stadium with a cheering crowd and a large green scoreboard above the court displaying the iconic Lacoste crocodile logo. Bright stadium lighting and motion blur enhance the dynamic movement of the scene. Stylized in a vibrant, detailed, and slightly exaggerated comic book aesthetic with bold lines, vivid colors, and a fun, surreal twist.
fantasy character, comic book illustration, anthropomorphic animal, sports action, humor, surreal, cartoon realism, exaggerated anatomy, Lacoste branding, tennis scene
Prompt: Highly detailed steampunk illustration of a historical 1900s-era race steam car speeding down a cobblestone wet street at sunset. The vehicle has a polished brass and copper body with exposed gears, steam pipes, pressure gauges, and large spoked wheels. Billowing steam trails behind as it races forward. At the helm is a confident young woman with flowing dark hair, wearing leather gloves, a fitted aviator jacket, and brass-rimmed goggles on her head. The background features a Victorian-style cityscape with tall smokestacks, glowing gas lamps, and gothic architecture under a dramatic orange and purple twilight sky. The atmosphere is filled with steam, motion, and a sense of thrilling adventure
Masterpiece quality, 8K resolution, dramatic, ethereal, and powerful
Prompt: In the foreground is a glass cup with clear water, standing on a smooth surface (for example, on a desk or marble). Inside the glass, a real storm is playing out:
waves with white crests rise,
miniature lightning flashes,
inside the swirl of water you can see a tiny sailboat desperately fighting the storm,
even a small waterspout rises from the surface.
On the outside, everything is calm:
soft sunlight,
everyday ..
Prompt: An image of a young woman with very small and fine features; her hair is long and blonde and a little wild, her eyes are grey, she is clothed in heavy intensely blue robes and looks contemplative; the wind is blowing against her. This image is made from an abstract image featuring a close-up of a weathered metallic surface exhibiting vibrant colors and textures. The background is a mix of purple, teal, and rust-like orange hues, creating a visually striking aesthetic. The surface displays intricate patterns, with patches of peeling paint revealing various layers underneath. There are visible textures, including smooth areas juxtaposed with rough, corroded spots, and small circular metal bolts peeking through. Incorporate a sense of depth with subtle variations in light, highlighting the three-dimensional quality of the rust and paint. The overall composition should evoke feelings of decay and beauty, capturing the essence of aged industrial surfaces.
Prompt: Screaming woman made of puzzle pieces, missing puzzle pieces, fear, sad, anger, watercolor, beautiful, long hair, light background, ink splatter, dark colors, insanely detailed, watercolor art, rule of thirds.
Prompt: Medieval quaint village lane shrouded in an ethereal layer of volumetric mist and haze, permeated with old world charm, cobblestone path, a cloaked figure playing a flute, and thousands of rats behind the figure, eerie silence steeped in mystery, dimly lit by lanterns, penumbra, light reflected in dew-laden foliage, botanical art, idyllic landscape, brooding atmosphere, atmospheric perspective, cinematic quality, mysterious distressed texture, thick layers of paint, rich detail, layered, bright colors, panoramic wide view, in Technicolor.
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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