“And One Of The Elders Saith Unto Me, Weep Not: Behold, The Lion Of The Tribe Of Juda, The Root Of David, Hath Prevailed To Open Art

Now, we’ll all have our time on the rapid And we may end together, alone, going ‘round and about in an eddy bruised and broken and soaked to the bone. But the eddy keeps silent the wild current’s call alongside those now grateful captains and all we are given reprieve from a death at the fall as we move to and fro’ in the spin. We stand safe, as the spin takes us in.
A majestic and reverent scene, directly inspired by Revelation 5:8. A group of elderly, robed figures are kneeling in worship, their faces and attention directed towards a central focal point. Each elder holds a golden harp in one hand and a golden bowl brimming with luminous, swirling incense in the other. The incense, representing the collective prayers of all saints, rises in shimmering, golden tendrils from each bowl, converging and ascending towards the central figure. At the very center of the composition, slightly elevated and bathed in radiant light, stands the Lamb who was slain, embodying divine power and sacrifice, the recipient of all this worship. The atmosphere is ethereal, filled with soft, divine golden light emanating from the incense and the Lamb, emphasizing the precious, sacred, and unified nature of the prayers being offered before Him. Focus on the rich textures of gold, the reverence of the elders, and the radiant presence of the Lamb
A majestic and reverent scene, directly inspired by Revelation 5:8. A group of elderly, robed figures are kneeling in worship, their faces and attention directed towards a central focal point. Each elder holds a golden harp in one hand and a golden bowl brimming with luminous, swirling incense in the other. The incense, representing the collective prayers of all saints, rises in shimmering, golden tendrils from each bowl, converging and ascending towards the central figure. At the very center of the composition, slightly elevated and bathed in radiant light, stands the Lamb who was slain, embodying divine power and sacrifice, the recipient of all this worship. The atmosphere is ethereal, filled with soft, divine golden light emanating from the incense and the Lamb, emphasizing the precious, sacred, and unified nature of the prayers being offered before Him. Focus on the rich textures of gold, the reverence of the elders, and the radiant presence of the Lamb
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
The San Gorgonio Pass, Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost and granite. Snake-like clouds adorning her peak, I gaze past the big white house toward her uplifted boulders. And at the South, Mt. San Jacinto has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue sky backdrop. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: They accentuate the Sonora desert’s west extreme, and last night’s moon, high up on the left, forgot to go away.
A dramatic, richly detailed scene in the ancient Babylonian royal court. In the foreground, three wise and esteemed Babylonian court magicians (Chaldeans/astrologers) are gathered around a central figure, possibly the king, or intently studying an inscribed clay tablet. They are dressed in opulent, finely woven robes of deep blues, reds, and gold, with elaborate turbans or headwear. Their long, meticulously styled beards and hair indicate their status and wisdom. One magician holds a stylus, another points to intricate cuneiform script on a clay tablet, and the third gazes thoughtfully, perhaps at a celestial chart or into a symbolic brazier. The background reveals the grand, awe-inspiring architecture of the Babylonian palace, with glazed brick walls adorned with depictions of mythical creatures (like the Ishtar Gate lions) and massive, ornate columns. The atmosphere is one of profound intellectual pursuit, ancient wisdom, and mystical interpretation under the watchful eyes of the king. epic fantasy art, cinematic lighting, ultra-detailed, dramatic shadows, mystical glow"
An outdoor scene at a camp. Lots of kids from all different nations, all races and both sexes, between 7 and 13 are standing around, like on a playground, in smaller mixed groups. Some are telling stories, others are playing hand games. Two boys are shooting marbles on the ground. Someone has a ball.
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.
Out where the river runs wild and free and only the brave dare row; where the rapids are deep, and the challenge is fresh and it takes them where it means to go. With breakneck speed, grinning into the wind, standing straight on the bow of their craft, just a glimpse now and then of those captains you’ll catch flying by, near capsizing your raft. They’ve no time for advice to those standing on shore or to aid the ones just wading out, for their task is to pilot this current, they think, and it’s all they can do to stay out of the drink, and their lives could be gone in the space of a wink should they lose but a moment to doubt. Standing tall, they never must doubt!
“Who hath put wisdom in the inward parts? or who hath given understanding to the heart?” (Job 38:36, KJV)
I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me, And what can be the use of him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head; And I see him jump before me, when I jump into my bed. The funniest thing about him is the way he likes to grow— Not at all like proper children, which is always very slow; For he sometimes shoots up taller like an india-rubber ball, And he sometimes goes so little that there’s none of him at all. He hasn’t got a notion of how children ought to play, And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way. He stays so close behind me, he’s a coward you can see; I’d think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me! One morning, very early, before the sun was up, I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup; But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepy-head, Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
A wooden sailing ship, the Mayflower, on a tempestuous open sea under a dark, stormy sky with lightning. The ship is listing dramatically amidst huge, crashing waves. Rain lashes down. The stern of the ship shows significant damage, with splintered wood and water pouring into the broken transom. Debris from the ship's stern is visible in the churning water around it. The overall mood is one of peril and a desperate struggle against the elements.
A wooden sailing ship, the Mayflower, on a tempestuous open sea under a dark, stormy sky with lightning. The ship is listing dramatically amidst huge, crashing waves. Rain lashes down. The stern of the ship shows significant damage, with splintered wood and water pouring into the broken transom. Debris from the ship's stern is visible in the churning water around it. The overall mood is one of peril and a desperate struggle against the elements.
An empty dining table set for two
A captivating and serene portrait of a young Roseate Spoonbill juvenile standing gracefully in its natural wetland habitat. The bird's plumage is a delicate and soft pale rosy-pink or peach color, much lighter and more muted than the vibrant pink of its adult counterparts, with touches of white or very light cream feathers, particularly on its head and neck. Its characteristic long, spatulate (spoon-shaped) bill is prominent, though it might be a slightly duller gray or greenish-gray than an adult's. The juvenile spoonbill stands in shallow, calm water, possibly surrounded by lush green marsh grasses, reeds, or mangrove roots. The background is a soft-focus wetland scene, hinting at a warm, sunny day with serene water and distant vegetation, perhaps with a clear blue sky or a gentle sunset glow. The lighting is soft and natural, emphasizing the subtle, beautiful peach and rosy tones of its feathers and the unique texture of its plumage. The overall mood is one of quiet elegance, youthful beauty, and peaceful observation in nature." impressionistic watercolor painting, soft washes of color, delicate brushstrokes, ethereal atmosphere, focus on color blend and texture"
The constellation Leo the Lion with its decans, Hydra, the Raven and Crater, the cup poured out
19th-Century Naturalistic Oil Painting Style, Rich Earth Tones, Rustic Textures and dramatic barn lighting. A tense, detailed scene inside an old, timber-framed stable at midday. The Antagonist (The Dog): Right in the center of a large, rough wooden manger overflowing with golden, dry hay, a scruffy, snarling terrier-mix dog is curled up aggressively. Its teeth are bared in a vicious snap, its hackles are raised, and its eyes are fixed selfishly on the intruders. The Victims (The Oxen): Two massive, powerful oxen with large yokes and gentle, hungry eyes are leaning over the manger rail. Their huge heads are close to the hay, but they are recoiling slightly from the snapping dog. One ox has drool dripping from its mouth, looking at the hay with desperation and confusion. The size difference between the massive heads of the oxen and the small, spiteful dog is emphasized. The Atmosphere: A strong shaft of natural sunlight cuts through an open barn door, illuminating dancing dust motes and highlighting the textures of the straw, the rough wood grain of the manger, and the matted fur of the dog. The rest of the barn is in warm shadow.
a whimsical christmas tree made of cats, with many small cats stacked on top to form the shape of an xmas star, white background, simple watercolor style, minimalism, pastel tones, simple details, hand-drawn illustration, pasted picture, simple lines, simple drawing style, white background, white space
Ancient Jerusalem scene during the feast of passover. Pilgrims have gathered inside the gate, preparing for departure back home. Looking from inside the city toward the road that goes back to home, work, and ordinary life.
The sound of Om/Aum
Soft Pastel Watercolor Style, Children's Storybook Illustration, a heartwarming scene under a decorated Christmas tree. Two fluffy kittens, one a ginger tabby and the other a calico, are joyfully playing in a chaotic pile of discarded Christmas wrapping paper, ribbons, and bows. The ginger kitten is tangled in a long piece of shiny red and green paper, batting at a curled ribbon. The calico kitten is pouncing from inside a torn open cardboard gift box, surrounded by crumpled tissue paper. Torn pieces of colorful wrapping paper (gold foil, snowman patterns, stripes) and empty gift tags are scattered everywhere on a plush rug. The Christmas tree above them is glowing with warm fairy lights and decorated with traditional ornaments. The background is a cozy living room with a fireplace.
Soft Pastel Watercolor Style, Children's Storybook Illustration, a heartwarming scene under a decorated Christmas tree. Two fluffy kittens, one a ginger tabby and the other a calico, are joyfully playing in a chaotic pile of discarded Christmas wrapping paper, ribbons, and bows. The ginger kitten is tangled in a long piece of shiny red and green paper, batting at a curled ribbon. The calico kitten is pouncing from inside a torn open cardboard gift box, surrounded by crumpled tissue paper. Torn pieces of colorful wrapping paper (gold foil, snowman patterns, stripes) and empty gift tags are scattered everywhere on a plush rug. The Christmas tree above them is glowing with warm fairy lights and decorated with traditional ornaments. The background is a cozy living room with a fireplace.
Soft Pastel Watercolor Style, Children's Storybook Illustration, a heartwarming scene under a decorated Christmas tree. Two fluffy kittens, one a ginger tabby and the other a calico, are joyfully playing in a chaotic pile of discarded Christmas wrapping paper, ribbons, and bows. The ginger kitten is tangled in a long piece of shiny red and green paper, batting at a curled ribbon. The calico kitten is pouncing from inside a torn open cardboard gift box, surrounded by crumpled tissue paper. Torn pieces of colorful wrapping paper (gold foil, snowman patterns, stripes) and empty gift tags are scattered everywhere on a plush rug. The Christmas tree above them is glowing with warm fairy lights and decorated with traditional ornaments. The background is a cozy living room with a fireplace.
Epic majestic vista of the Shaho mountain range in western Iran's central Zagros Mountains, embodying the ancient name 'Mountain of the King' and 'Lord of the Realm,' towering rugged limestone peaks soaring over 3400 meters with snow-capped summits at Havi Khani peak reigning supreme like a royal throne, dramatic steep ridges and deep shadowed valleys stretching as vast domains under the ruler's gaze, lush green terraced slopes with ancient oak forests, wildflowers, and mist-shrouded gorges symbolizing fertile kingdoms below, golden hour sunlight at dawn breaking through clouds with divine volumetric god rays illuminating the peaks in regal amber and crimson hues, ethereal crown-like clouds encircling the highest summit, subtle ancient Persian/Kurdish royal motifs in the rock formations and distant stone villages resembling fortified citadels clinging to the foothills, a solitary majestic figure in flowing robes standing atop a prominent ridge like the eternal Lord of the Realm surveying his dominion, faint rainbow or auroral glow evoking timeless sovereignty, ultra-detailed, photorealistic cinematic masterpiece blending National Geographic realism with epic biblical/classical fantasy art in the style of Caspar David Friedrich, John Martin, and Rembrandt's dramatic lighting, high dynamic range, rich earthy regal tones of gold, deep green, and royal purple shadows, commanding and noble atmosphere of absolute authority over nature's realm
“The Jews then murmured at him, because he said, I am the bread which came down from heaven.” (John 6:41, KJV) Do not put bread in the picture but rather the setting is Jesus teaching in synagogue in Capernaum with the people looking disgruntled, some whispering to eat other and perhaps someone standing and speaking out to Jesus.
Sunset
Strangers becoming friends
A majestic and inspiring depiction of the Crazy Horse National Memorial, captured from a slightly elevated, wide-angle perspective that emphasizes its immense scale and ongoing construction. The colossal carving of Crazy Horse on his war pony is the dominant feature, shown in its current state of detailed progress, with the iconic outstretched arm and pointing finger prominent against the rugged Black Hills. Visible elements of the carving process, such as scaffolding, construction equipment (subtly integrated), or evidence of rock removal, are present, highlighting the monumental effort and generations of work involved. The surrounding landscape of the Black Hills is an integral part of the composition, with pine forests, granite formations, and the vast, open sky providing a dramatic and respectful setting. The lighting is strong and clear, perhaps mid-morning or late afternoon sun, casting dramatic shadows that define the contours of the mountain and the carving. The atmosphere conveys a sense of enduring tribute, cultural pride, determination, and the sheer scale of human endeavor dedicated to honoring a legendary figure. The artistic style is a highly realistic, detailed landscape painting or photograph, emphasizing grandeur and reverence
So, you look at those captains and then at yourself and you wonder: “Why them, and not me?” As you paddle along in your pitiful state, a canoe you hope no one will see. But there’s just enough room for those trusted to you for safe passage, provisions, and tare. So, you keep to yourself, and you follow the shore, making passage for those in your care.
This day, though, I hiked another autumn wood. Eastern Europe ancient; overgrown. So thick the view was dark at just a few feet off the path. All red and yellow; orange and brown, a million trees, each one in blazing preparation for long, frozen winter. I cannot but recall my friend’s words, lasting long, though he did not, and the instant truth that follows. Looking upward at the fiery canopy, matched against the bright cerulean sky beyond, I embrace autumn! Winter surely comes one day, but spring beyond. I have a winter to prepare for, but it is not yet.
a tree in nature
Watercolor Portrait Art Style Style Transfer Example
Watercolor Portrait Art Style Style Transfer Example
house with front view
And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit; Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord; Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ; (Ephesians 5:18-20 KJV)
serene landscape with mountains and water
"A historically accurate depiction of a Ghost Dance, focusing on the late 19th-century context, specifically around 1890-1891. The scene shows Lakota (Sioux) or Northern Paiute people (specify one or include elements of both, but avoid anachronisms) participating in the ceremony. Setting: A vast, open prairie or high desert landscape, under an expansive sky. The time of day could be dusk or night, with a prominent moon or stars, or a bright, clear day. Avoid overtly spiritual or ethereal elements like floating spirits unless explicitly requested for a later, more symbolic iteration. The focus should be on the earthly ceremony. Participants: A circle of men, women, and children, hand-in-hand, moving in a slow, rhythmic shuffle or circular motion. Their faces show a mixture of devotion, hope, and determination. Some may have expressions of trance or deep concentration. Attire: Ghost Dance Shirts/Dresses: Emphasize the unique Ghost Dance shirts and dresses, which were typically made of muslin or canvas. These garments should feature painted designs such as stars, crescents, birds (especially eagles or crows), buffalo, human figures, or crosses. The designs should appear hand-painted, not mass-produced. Hair and Adornments: Participants should have braided hair or wear it long. Some may wear feathers (e.g., eagle or hawk feathers) in their hair. Minimal traditional adornments, as the focus was often on the Ghost Dance shirt itself. Avoid overly elaborate or Hollywood-esque depictions of war bonnets unless relevant to a specific individual and context. Footwear: Moccasins or bare feet. Action/Atmosphere: The dancers are moving in a counter-clockwise circle, with a central figure or a small group often leading. The overall mood is one of earnest prayer and communal spiritual effort. The dance should convey a sense of hope for renewal and the return of the old ways, rather than aggression or despair. There might be a central pole or small fire as a focal point, around which the dance takes place. Avoid any signs of direct conflict or violence; the Ghost Dance itself was a non-violent spiritual movement. Specific Considerations for Accuracy: Wovoka's Influence: The teachings of Wovoka (the Northern Paiute prophet) emphasized peace, hard work, and the return of the buffalo and deceased ancestors. The scene should subtly reflect this hopeful, redemptive spirit. Regional Variations: If focusing on Lakota, consider their specific interpretations, which sometimes included more imagery related to their warrior traditions on the shirts, but still within the peaceful framework of the dance. Respectful Portrayal: Ensure the depiction is respectful and avoids any stereotypical or caricatured representations of Indigenous people. Focus on their human dignity and spiritual sincerity.
An indoor scene in at home. A Mom and Dad sit on the bed with their little girl, who is smiling. The mood is warm and secure. The little girl is about 10 years old. She's contented. Dad is about to tell a story.
A wise old dragon
New York City
serene landscape with mountains and water
And be not drunk with wine, wherein is excess; but be filled with the Spirit; Speaking to yourselves in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing and making melody in your heart to the Lord; Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ; (Ephesians 5:18-20 KJV) Do not use words but only images to interpret the passage.