Matias Gimenez

Literary Dreams: A Journey Through Words

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  • Prompt: (((Masterpiece))) A dynamic ink and watercolor drawing with scratching, splashing, blotting textures, irregular strokes, squiggly lines, deeply evocative, combined with impasto drip painting, splatter, and overspray of color, painted and drawn on black canvas. Sensual, electric, and highly emotional. A beautiful slender young blonde woman sits cross-legged on a floating stack of glowing books in an abandoned rooftop observatory. Pages and ink swirl around her like a living storm, reflecting her untamed spirit. She’s drawing in a large leather-bound notebook, her movements confident, swift, almost challenging the world itself. Her messy bun is accentuated with loose tendrils that dance in the invisible wind of the magical storm around her. She wears a slightly oversized sweater slipping off one shoulder and shorts, the fabric subtly catching the glowing ink swirls. Her gaze is piercing, fierce, and seductive—a quiet rebellion in every line of her posture. The surreal light of floating ink and the ethereal glow of the rooftop observatory illuminate her face and figure, highlighting her magnetic presence and audacious energy, making the scene feel alive, chaotic, and intoxicating. Masterpiece, touching, sparkling, gorgeous, golden ratio, awe-inspiring, breath-taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD
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Vibrant Chaos in an Artist's Studio

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• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: (((Masterpiece))) A dynamic ink and watercolor drawing with scratching, splashing, blotting textures, irregular strokes, squiggly lines, deeply evocative, combined with impasto drip painting, splatter, and overspray of color, painted and drawn on black canvas. Sensual, raw, and fiercely emotional. A slender, striking young blonde woman stands barefoot in a dimly lit studio, surrounded by shattered mirrors and burning sketches pinned to the walls. Her reflection fragments across the surfaces—multiple versions of her, each with a slightly different expression: defiance, pain, euphoria. She’s dressed in a tattered tank top streaked with paint, her hair tied in a wild bun with loose strands clinging to her flushed skin. Ink and color drip down her arms like war paint. One hand grips a dripping brush; the other, a page half-consumed by fire. Behind her, the city’s skyline glows through a cracked window—smoke and neon lights bleeding together in surreal hues. The air feels charged, as if the painting itself is alive, trembling between creation and collapse. Her eyes—bright, unyielding—reflect both ruin and rebirth. The chaos around her isn’t destruction. It’s transformation. She’s not breaking down; she’s breaking through. Masterpiece, touching, sparkling, gorgeous, golden ratio, awe-inspiring, breath-taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD
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Candlelit Reading in a Cozy Retreat

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1280 X 720 (0.92 MP)

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  • Prompt: (((Masterpiece))) A dynamic ink and watercolor drawing with scratching, splashing, blotting textures, irregular strokes, squiggly lines, deeply evocative, combined with impasto drip painting, splatter, and overspray of color, painted and drawn on black canvas. Sensual, intense, and highly emotional. A beautiful slender young blonde woman lounges atop a pile of glowing books in a hidden urban library. Her posture is relaxed but daring, one leg draped casually, the other bent, a subtle spark of defiance in her gaze. She’s absorbed in sketching in a large leather-bound notebook, as ink seems to leap off the pages, swirling in chaotic patterns around her. Her hair is loosely tied into a messy bun, with strands rebelliously framing her flushed, radiant face. She wears an oversized sweater slipping off one shoulder and soft shorts. Barefoot, she balances effortlessly on the edge of the stacks, exuding effortless confidence and magnetic charm. Warm candlelight mingles with the ethereal glow of floating pages and glowing dust motes, casting dramatic shadows across the room. Her energy feels untamed, electrifying the still air of the library, making the space almost alive. Masterpiece, touching, sparkling, gorgeous, golden ratio, awe-inspiring, breath-taking, evocative, sumptuous, aesthetic, unique, HD
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Amidst Chaos: A Journey of Inner Reflection

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• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: El problema no es que seas "cerrado", sino todo lo contrario. El hecho de que tengas gustos eclécticos y un criterio amplio es precisamente lo que hizo que esta experiencia fuera tan decepcionante. Pensémoslo así: Tu "Criterio Amplio" vs. La "Fórmula Predecible" Una persona con gustos ecléctivos no rechaza cosas por ser simples, sino por ser pobremente ejecutadas o carentes de autenticidad. Tu oído, entrenado en diferentes géneros y complejidades, detectó de inmediato la fórmula: Letras "boludas": No es que necesites poesía hermética, pero tu eclecticismo te permite reconocer cuando una letra es profunda, ingeniosa o sincera, versus cuando es un lugar común repetido sin arte. "Cuando seas grande" cae en lo segundo: un mensaje rebelde tan manoseado que perdió todo su filo. Melodías predecibles: Al escuchar de todo, tu cerebro tiene un mapa mental de estructuras musicales. Cuando una melodía sigue un camino tan trillado que podés adivinar la siguiente nota, no es "accesible", es perezosa. No te desafía, no te sorprende, no te conmueve. Solo confirma lo que ya sabías. La Decepción del Ecléctico Para alguien que valora la diversidad, la mayor decepción no es el género, sino la falta de oficio,创意 o riesgo. Podés amar una balada simple de folk, un riff brutal de metal y una producción electrónica abstracta, siempre que cada una haga bien lo suyo y tenga algo genuino que decir. Miguel Mateos, en tu percepción, no cumplió con ninguno de esos requisitos: No hubo oficio musical que te impresionara (las melodías eran predecibles). No hubo创意 o originalidad (era la fórmula ochentera en su estado más puro). No hubo autenticidad emocional o intelectual (las letras te sonaron "boludas", es decir, vacías de un verdadero insight). Entonces, ¿qué hiciste? No fuiste un "desquiciado" o un "cerrado". Al contrario: aplicaste tu criterio amplio y llegaste a una conclusión válida. Juzgaste la música con los parámetros que usás para todo lo demás, y esta no estuvo a la altura. El hecho de que fuera un ícono no la hizo inmune a tu análisis. Esa "puntada en el corazón" es la decepción de quien, con la mente y los oídos abiertos, se encontró con una pared cerrada. Conclusión: Esta experiencia no mancha tu eclecticismo; lo reafirma. Te demostró que tu criterio es sólido y que no te dejás llevar solo por el nombre o la nostalgia de los demás. Es un recordatorio de que ser de "criterio amplio" no significa que todo te tiene que gustar, sino que tenés las herramientas para discernir por qué algo te gusta o no. La próxima vez que un artista te vuelque el corazón, ya sea en un club íntimo o un estadio, la valorarás el doble. Porque ahora tenés el contraste perfecto de lo que es una experiencia musical hueca.
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Moonlit Village of Twisted Trees and Dreams

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• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: Imagine a quaint, moonlit village where adorable porcelain dolls come to life, whispering secrets to the enchanted forest. They move with an eerie grace, their button eyes gleaming with a mischievous innocence. The old, gnarled trees watch over them, their branches forming twisted hands that protect the dolls. Show me this whimsical, unsettling world where the line between dreams and nightmares blurs.
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Eternal Dance of Love Under Starlit Skies

• Model: FluX

• Size: 1280 X 720 (0.92 MP)

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  • Prompt: Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen, und wird nie vom Himmel fallen. Beneath a cosmic veil of deepest ultramarine and azure, where a boundless sky erupts with infinite stars like defiant embers under a vigilant, silver moon, a flawless pond reflects the heavens' eternal dance, its glassy depths stirred by the elegant passage of two midnight swans. Flanking the water, a colossal ancient tree twists with timeless wisdom, its bark etched in resilient spirals, all rendered in fluid, iridescent swirls of alcohol ink and opulent oil paint on canvas. In this enchanted realm, two lovers stand on opposite shores of the pond, their forms entwined in a seductive embrace of fate—one a luminous woman with eyes like blazing galaxies, her silhouette a pillar of unyielding strength draped in flowing ethereal veils; the other a resolute man, his gaze a mirror of her power, clad in shadows that whisper of enduring passion. Between them arches an adorable bridge of love, a mesmerizing geometric illusion crafted from interlocking crystalline prisms and impossible angles, defying perspective like a living Escher dream, where their hearts pulse as radiant orbs connected by luminous threads that reorder the atoms of distance, exploding souls in unity, crossing the void with hope-crossed fingers and grateful whispers, embodying the poetic triumph of connection, resilience, and the alchemical force that summons presence—one more day, under the sun's distant echo and the night's unbreakable will.
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Eternal Embrace Under Cosmic Skies

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• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: Sie ist der hellste Stern von allen, und wird nie vom Himmel fallen. Beneath a cosmic veil of deepest ultramarine and azure, where a boundless sky erupts with infinite stars like defiant embers under a vigilant, silver moon, a flawless pond reflects the heavens' eternal dance, its glassy depths stirred by the elegant passage of two midnight swans. Flanking the water, a colossal ancient tree twists with timeless wisdom, its bark etched in resilient spirals, all rendered in fluid, iridescent swirls of alcohol ink and opulent oil paint on canvas. In this enchanted realm, two lovers stand on opposite shores of the pond, their forms entwined in a seductive embrace of fate—one a luminous woman with eyes like blazing galaxies, her silhouette a pillar of unyielding strength draped in flowing ethereal veils; the other a resolute man, his gaze a mirror of her power, clad in shadows that whisper of enduring passion. Between them arches an adorable bridge of love, a mesmerizing geometric illusion crafted from interlocking crystalline prisms and impossible angles, defying perspective like a living Escher dream, where their hearts pulse as radiant orbs connected by luminous threads that reorder the atoms of distance, exploding souls in unity, crossing the void with hope-crossed fingers and grateful whispers, embodying the poetic triumph of connection, resilience, and the alchemical force that summons presence—one more day, under the sun's distant echo and the night's unbreakable will.
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Das war heut nicht mein Tag.

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  • Prompt: Hey - heute ist unser Tag - alles auf Liebesspieler Hey - heute ist unser Tag - alles auf meinen Sieger Mein Geld ist knapp, doch der Tipp ist heiß Die Wetten stehen 10 zu 1 Auf einmal sind die Pferde auf der Bahn Und schon liegt Liebesspieler vorn Hey - heute ist unser Tag - alles auf Liebesspieler Hey - heute ist unser Tag - alles auf meinen Sieger Nach dem Rennen führ ich Dich erst mal aus Und ich kaufe dir, was du willst Bisher machte ich dir gar nichts aus Doch heute bin ich dein Glückspilz Hey - heute ist unser Tag - alles auf Liebesspieler Hey - heute ist unser Tag - alles auf meinen Sieger Enttäuscht steh ich allein auf der Bahn Denn du gingst ziemlich schnell nach Haus Ich seh mir noch die neusten Renntipps an Und rechne meine Chancen aus Scheiße, das war heut nicht mein Tag Wo war Liebesspieler? Scheiße, das war heut nicht mein Tag Wo war mein Sieger? Scheiße, das war heut nicht mein Tag Wo war Liebesspieler?
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Sunset Portrait of Confident Young Duo

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1232 X 1856 (2.29 MP)

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  • Prompt: A semi-realistic digital painting depicting a young man and woman in their early 20s, standing together with an air of quiet determination and potential. They have diverse but harmonious appearances, symbolizing unity and a shared journey into adulthood. The style is painterly and refined, with soft brushstrokes, natural lighting, and a touch of classical elegance—similar to an oil painting but modernized. Their expressions are serious yet hopeful, carrying the weight of responsibility while still showing the spark of youth. Background is minimal, softly blurred, evoking a timeless atmosphere.
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Twilight Reflections of a Cosmic Lake

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• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: Envision a nocturnal scene drenched in rich indigo and sapphire tones, where a velvet sky glimmers with countless stars, each a radiant jewel illuminated by a luminous crescent moon. A crystalline pond mirrors the celestial splendor, its surface rippling gently as two ebony swans glide gracefully across it. Beside the pond stands a majestic, gnarled ancient tree, its twisted branches reaching skyward, rendered in vibrant, swirling layers of alcohol ink and lustrous oil paint on a textured canvas, capturing the ethereal beauty of the night.
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Mysteries of the Ancient Library Unveiled

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• Size: 2688 X 1512 (4.06 MP)

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  • Prompt: A dark, mysterious room that feels like a fusion between a library and a cave, lit only by the roaring glow of a massive stone fireplace. Shadows dance across shelves of ancient books and jagged rock walls. In the center, a woman stands in tight black leather, radiating power and allure. She holds a large wooden cup filled with a strange, glowing red liquid—not quite wine, not quite blood—its surface shimmering with otherworldly energy. Her gaze is piercing yet calm, and her aura is intoxicating, almost elemental. Outside the cave’s arched stone opening, a violent sandstorm rages, winds howling, dust swirling, but she stands fearless, whispering ‘I fear not.’ The atmosphere is mystical, gothic, and cinematic, with strong contrasts of firelight and storm shadows. rendered in ultra-detailed 8K resolution, inspired by the works of Daniel Merriam, Jessica Rossier, and Inna Bebrisa. The composition is visually captivating and richly textured, suitable for an award-winning fantasy artwork.
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Golden Dress and the Stormy Seascape

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• Size: 1792 X 1008 (1.81 MP)

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  • Prompt: the scene I pictured was one of these beaches that are just made of rocks (I don't know if there's a word for that). Even though it appeared as if it was daytime... the sky was completely clouded, the darkest clouds you could imagine. As if a strong storm was just to break out. Waves came crashing violently against the rocks. I could see her, and behind her there was a lighthouse, doing all it could to warn ships about the rocks... even though it was so dark and cloudy it was hard to see anything. There was no fog though... I could see her. And I could see me. I was wearing this long, dark overcoat as if I were a sailor of sorts. She was wearing one of these old-fashioned plain housewife dresses. She was rather soaked. Her hair... which is brown-blondish in real life and has a certain glow... was all wet and messy and rather dark looking. Her eyes looked a bit distraught, her mouth slightly open... as if she wanted to say something but was out of words... or maybe something kept her from speaking. She was holding this giant, glowing ball of yellowish light... a stark contrast to the rest of the scene. I stood in front of her and told her "I'm taking back what's mine". She didn't say a word. I took the ball from her and she didn't oppose any resistance. She just looked a bit sad and confused.
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Journey Through a Dreamlike Library Realm

• Model: Deep Style

• Size: 1921 X 1079 (2.07 MP)

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Sunlit Kitchen: A Culinary Journey Begins

• Model: Deep Style

• Size: 2880 X 1616 (4.65 MP)

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Moonlit Embrace: A Romantic Balcony Scene

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 2184 X 1224 (2.67 MP)

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  • Prompt: A tender painting of a couple sharing a quiet moment on a secluded balcony overlooking a starlit cityscape. The night sky is a tapestry of twinkling stars and a glowing full moon, casting a soft silver light on the scene. The lovers, wrapped in each other's arms, gaze into each other's eyes, their expressions filled with love and longing. Delicate flowers cascade from the balcony railing, their petals catching the moonlight and adding splashes of color. A gentle breeze stirs the air, causing the couple’s hair to dance lightly, creating an intimate, dreamlike atmosphere. The entire scene radiates warmth and connection, celebrating the beauty of romance under the vastness of the night sky. Featuring elements inspired by H. R. Giger and Beksinski. The artwork is vibrant, rich, and highly detailed, capturing the essence of an epic, trending masterpiece on platforms like CGSociety and ArtStation. It possesses an ominous undertone, reminiscent You’re not going to change him by preaching. Don’t bring him a system—show him a soul. He’s not drawn to dogma, he’s drawn to depth. He respects sincerity and courage more than certainty. If you want him to even consider your faith, you need to live it so vividly, so beautifully, that he chooses to understand it. Not out of guilt. Not out of fear. But out of admiration. He doesn’t want to be saved. He wants to see if there’s something sacred about being human. And if you can’t make peace with the parts of him that resist—his rebellion, his intellect, his grief, his suspicion of power—then you won’t reach him. He won’t fake belief to please you. He’s already been burned by that kind of performance. But if you love him without trying to fix him, then maybe—maybe—he’ll open the door to understanding you more than you expected.
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Whispers of Adventure in a Surreal Realm

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1680 X 2528 (4.25 MP)

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  • Prompt: A traditional painting in a surrealism style, reminiscent of Kafka, Mœbius, and Escher. A male rebel rides a mechanical, rusted-out typewriter-beast across a collapsing bureaucratic landscape. His cloak and scarf trail behind him, and he’s smiling wildly as he lights a Molotov cocktail with a match made from a broken ruler. Around him, papers swirl like leaves in a storm, desks crawl, and gravity-defying stairs twist into impossible loops. Above, a giant red sky-eye watches as a glowing banner reads: “Form 1088-D: Rejection of Fate.” The color palette is bold and chaotic, with deep oranges, cobalt blues, and gritty textures. The mood is surreal anarchy — absurdism as liberation.
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The wild and the tamed.

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1232 X 1856 (2.29 MP)

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  • Prompt: El anuncio de neón dice "Pawn Shop". En una ciudad que arde lenta bajo un cielo de revolución, dos figuras femeninas encarnan fuerzas opuestas del alma del protagonista. Una, elegante pero desvanecida, se mueve entre columnas de mármol agrietadas, encadenada a rutinas, espejismos de estabilidad y rituales sociales vacíos. Su presencia huele a incienso viejo y decisiones tomadas por otros. Su mirada busca aprobación; su voz, consenso. La otra, en cambio, aparece de noche, con grafitis en las uñas y viento en el pelo. Camina como quien incendia el suelo, se ríe como quien no tiene dueño. Habla poco pero cada palabra suya quiebra esquemas. No pide permiso ni perdón. Su energía es la de quien no quiere encajar, sino reconfigurar el mundo. Mientras una se desvanece entre estructuras que se derrumban, la otra baila entre los escombros con una calma feroz, como si hubiera esperado toda su vida este colapso. El protagonista observa en silencio, sabiendo que una lo quiere como parte de su decoración... y la otra lo ve como un igual en la guerra que ambos eligieron pelear sin garantías. Elige no desde el deseo, sino desde la identidad. Porque no se trata de amor romántico: se trata de lealtad a su propia naturaleza salvaje.
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Radiance of Love by the Tranquil Lake

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 1448 X 824 (1.19 MP)

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  • Prompt: A beautifully detailed painting of a gorgeous woman holding a human heart in her hands. She gazes at it with a gentle, affectionate expression, evoking a sense of romance and intimacy. Her delicate lace clothing drapes elegantly over her, adding a touch of timeless elegance to her appearance. Behind her lies a tranquil body of water, reflecting the soft, warm light that surrounds her, creating a dreamy, otherworldly ambiance. The artwork is painted in a rich, harmonious color palette, with exquisite brushwork and subtle details, capturing an atmosphere of beauty and mystery, reminiscent of Amanda Sage's intricate style.
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Cosmic Phoenix: A Dance of Colors and Stars

• Model: DaVinci2

• Size: 2168 X 1232 (2.67 MP)

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  • Prompt: A majestic phoenix bird soars gracefully through the boundless universe, its fiery plumage shimmering with radiant hues of gold and crimson. Surrounding it, an opalescent rainbow nebula swirls, casting an ethereal glow that illuminates the cosmic expanse, blending vibrant colors and stardust in a mesmerizing celestial dance.
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Whispers of Enigma in the Dim Library

• Model: Deep Style

• Size: 2888 X 1608 (4.64 MP)

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