"Abandoned Nursery" Decrepit Children's Room With One Rocking Chair Still Moving, Peeling Wallpaper Revealing Disturbing Art

still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
Mr. Chen has arranged for the little family to cross secretly into Hong Kong—a place known for its bright skyline and bustling streets. Under the cover of darkness and with careful planning, Siu Zi, her father and Grandmother, along with Mr. Chen have boarded a small boat that carries them silently across the water. The sea is calm, its surface reflecting a tapestry of starlight, as if the heavens themselves are guiding them. Siu-Zi lies nestled between her father and grandmother, wrapped up in blankets, in the forward part of an open boat with quiet motors propelling them along. Their is an air of mystery and tension.
In Penang, Malaysia. Wing Sun's Grandmother is elderly and lives in Penang, on the island. Grandma's house is in a quieter part of the island, closer to the coastline where the sea breeze can be felt through the wooden windows. It's near the ocean, in Tanjung Bungah where there are old-style homes and a slower pace of life. There are many resort "homestay" hotels, and also some high-rise condos, but Grandmother's house has been there many years. Wing-Sun's mother grew up in that house, near the beach, with the ocean breeze. We see the house from down the street with Grandma standing in the doorway greeting us.
Wing Sun is a 10 year old Malaysian boy. We see him from the back as he stands, looking down the street in the evening. The scent of mooncakes and burning lantern oil fills the air in the street in Petaling Jaya where Wing Sun lives. Everything is aglow with the soft light of lanterns, their colors reflected in the puddles left by the afternoon rain. At least 6 vendors have pulled their carts up onto the sidewalks on both sides of the street, selling moon pies and other special treats. Several of Wing-Sun's neighborhood friends, some younger than he and some a little older, were standing around in a circle, waiting for him to come outside.
A koi pond seen from above, orange and white koi fish swimming among lily pads, clear water with subtle ripples, fallen cherry blossom petals floating on the surface, dappled sunlight
Alice, wearing her blue dress, looking distressed, with her neck stretched impossibly high, vanishing into the foliage above. Her head emerges far above the trees of the Wonderland forest. A flock of angry Pigeons fly around her immense face, one landing on her ear and pecking at it, mistakenly believing her to be a serpent trying to steal their eggs. Below, the tiny, disoriented body of Alice stands near the base of the massive neck. Whimsical, detailed oil painting, saturated colors, storybook illustration by John Tenniel crossed with Salvador Dali, high contrast lighting.
An extreme low-angle perspective shot, looking vertically up toward the sky. Alice’s impossibly long, pale neck stretches out of frame through the dense, gnarled canopy of the dark Wonderland forest. Her head, massive and distorted by the perspective, is visible against a turbulent, twilight sky. Her expression is one of confusion and fear. Small, furious Pigeons swarm her head like bothersome insects. The scene is lit by eerie moonlight filtering through the leaves, emphasizing the dramatic scale and height. Photorealistic fantasy, volumetric fog, moody atmosphere.
Start with a completely ordinary, even boring photograph of a full moon reflecting over a still lake. Corrupt it until it no longer resembles its original subject at all, but still somehow feels like it’s haunted by what it used to be. Push the file through at least four different deliberate stages of destruction (e.g. heavy JPEG decay → databend in Audacity → pixel sorting by luminance → extreme RGB channel displacement and offset). Let compression artifacts bloom into impossible colors. Allow entire sections to liquefy and drip downward. Make the metadata scream. The final image should feel like a memory that’s been compressed, encrypted, lost, recovered, and compressed again for twenty years.
Alice, wearing her blue dress, looking distressed, with her neck stretched impossibly high, vanishing into the foliage above. Her head emerges far above the trees of the Wonderland forest. A flock of angry Pigeons fly around her immense face, one landing on her ear and pecking at it, mistakenly believing her to be a serpent trying to steal their eggs. Below, the tiny, disoriented body of Alice stands near the base of the massive neck. Whimsical, detailed oil painting, saturated colors, storybook illustration by John Tenniel crossed with Salvador Dali, high contrast lighting.
An extreme low-angle perspective shot, looking vertically up toward the sky. Alice’s impossibly long, pale neck stretches out of frame through the dense, gnarled canopy of the dark Wonderland forest. Her head, massive and distorted by the perspective, is visible against a turbulent, twilight sky. Her expression is one of confusion and fear. Small, furious Pigeons swarm her head like bothersome insects. The scene is lit by eerie moonlight filtering through the leaves, emphasizing the dramatic scale and height. Photorealistic fantasy, cinematic 16:9 aspect ratio, volumetric fog, moody atmosphere.
Surreal image of Alice (Chapter 2). Alice's cotton dress is visible below, but her neck is elongated into a smooth, pale column, stretching past the upper tree line. Her head is framed by the topmost leaves and branches. One furious Pigeon is perched precariously on her high crown, squawking. The branches of the trees scrape against the smooth skin of her neck. Emphasize the texture difference between the rough bark, the soft leaves, the white collar of her dress, and the seamless, unnaturally stretched skin of her neck. Hyper-detailed digital painting, fantasy surrealism, sharp focus,
Create a hyper-realistic image with slight surreal elements and extreme detail of a medieval battlefield viewed from a worm's eye perspective, looking up at a fierce warrior in full plate armor, including a visored helmet that obscures his face, standing in a defensive battle stance with a gleaming longsword raised in one hand and a sturdy shield emblazoned with glowing cross emblems in the other, his armor radiating ethereal light from intricate cross motifs.
An evocative, emotive and respectful interpretation of Psalm 8:3-6 from the Christian faith. The style should take inspiration from the color pallet and brush strokes of the Romantic era. The grandeur of the night sky with its silvery moon, twinkling stars, and billowy clouds is prominently featured. A humble woman with red hair is observing these celestial wonders, symbolizing their reflection on God's creation. While there are no words or text in the image, the overall atmosphere is one of devotion and reverence.
urban street with city activity
animal standing in natural pose
wide landscape with natural scenery
Workshop Drawing Renaissance Art Style Style Transfer Example
Workshop Drawing Renaissance Art Style Style Transfer Example
a tree in nature
house with front view
bicyle resting against a wall
portrait of two people together
serene landscape with mountains and water
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
Deer in morning forest
A profound and epic scene depicting the Vision of the Dry Bones from Ezekiel 37. In a desolate, vast valley, countless dry human bones are scattered, stark white and ancient. A powerful, divine wind (ruach) swirls through the valley, imbued with a sacred, ethereal glow, causing the bones to rattle and miraculously knit together. Tendons, flesh, and skin rapidly form over the skeletal structures, transforming them into fully-formed human figures. As the divine breath enters, the figures rise, not as individuals, but as a colossal, awe-inspiring army standing upright, gazing forward with renewed life and purpose. The sky above is dramatic, perhaps with stormy clouds breaking to reveal a divine light. The overall mood is one of miraculous resurrection, immense power, and hopeful restoration."