A Butterfly Landed On The Canvas Art

Olive skinned Baby in swaddling cloths
Oil Painting Art Style Style Transfer Example
house with front view
urban street with city activity
still life with everyday objects
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
He came as a witness to testify to the light
John 14:6 Jesus addressing His disciples at the last supper
Fancy text:  Jesus said, Before Abraham was born, I AM
At the bustling Kuala Lumpur airport, Wing-Sun and his Mother say farewell to his father before he leaves for a six‐week business trip to London.  We see Wing Sun and his mother from the back, as Father stands on the escalator going up to his departure gate, and turns toward us to wave goodbye.  Many other passengers and children are standing around.  The airport is modern and well lit.
Inside a large office building in London, on the 5th floor, Wing Sun's father, a Chinese Malaysian man in his 30s, speaks to his counterpart in the company, and English man, about business.  Other workers are seated at their desks and standing at a copy machine.  There are some Black people, but mostly British.  One whole wall of the room is glass and we can see something of London outside.
Looking from the street.  A 10 year old chinese girl watches as children crowd through the entrance gate at a private school in Kerinchi neighborhood, Kuala Lumpur.  Several teachers are also there.
A 10 year old asian boy with his grandmother standing in front of the subway station in Kuala Lumpur.  Getting ready to ride the train to school.
At a private school in Kuala Lumpur, 10 year old Wing Sun and his friends play a game of soccer in the schoolyard.  The school's main building is visible and some teachers are looking on.  Some schoolgirls are standing nearby.
Morning scene. A 10 year old chinese girl and boy stand together talking in the schoolyard at a private school in Kerinchi neighborhood, Kuala Lumpur.  Several teachers are also there.  A circle of other children are standing off to the side playing games and comparing Pokemon cards, etc.
Oil Painting Art Style, a lively scene showcasing multiple vibrant Quaker Parrots (Monk Parakeets) in crisp detail, actively perched, interacting, and flying around their extraordinary communal stick nest. The nest, a massive and intricate structure woven from countless twigs, serves as a striking backdrop, resembling a complex, multi-chambered apartment building for birds high within a large, leafy tree. The focus is primarily on the parrots themselves: their distinctive bright green plumage, grey chests, and intelligent, curious eyes are rendered with exquisite detail. Several parrots are clearly visible, their individual feathers, beaks, and expressions highlighted. The setting is bright and lively, illuminated by clear, natural sunlight, casting detailed shadows. Focus on the vibrant colors and fine feather details of the Quaker Parrots, their lively activity, and the impressive scale and texture of their communal stick nest as an integral part of their environment.
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.
At his Grandmother's house in Penang, Wing Sun is seated at a table in the dining room, with the kitchen in view.  Grandmother is sitting at the table telling Wing Sun a story from the Bible.  The house is cozy, and it's raining outside.  There is an air of suspense, but Wing Sun feels safe and secure.
Unstressed vowels weakened to schwa.
The final -e in words like name became silent.
Endings like -ed and -es lost their full vowel sound, making English more rhythmically stress-timed.
6. The wh sound stayed distinct longer.
Which and witch sounded different—which started with a breathy hw. Today the pronunciation is similar but the difference remains in some dialects. create a picture withoud words
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
Inside a home in Petaling Jaya, Wing-Sun, a 10 year old Chinese boy sits cross-legged on the cool tile floor, watching the delicate tendrils of smoke rise from the joss sticks his father has just placed in the family altar’s bronze urn. The flickering candlelight casts shifting shadows over the framed portraits of the ancestors, their solemn faces gazing out from another time.
Wing-Sun's father, dressed in crisp slacks and a neatly pressed white shirt, murmurs a quiet prayer, his voice low and rhythmic. Beside him, Wing-Sun’s mother clasps her hands together in a quiet moment of respect before adjusting the jade bangle on her wrist. Their morning ritual is a quiet, practiced thing; one they perform, and Wing-Sun observes, every day.
Tachisme Art Style Style Transfer Example
Tachisme Art Style Style Transfer Example
animal standing in natural pose
house with front view
bicyle resting against a wall
wide landscape with natural scenery
At her Mother's house in Penang, Wing Sun's mother, a beautiful chinese woman in her 30s, is standing in her bedroom looking out the window at night.  We see her from a quarter view inside the room.  She is pensive and an air of tension fills the room as she remembers growing up in this house.  Her hair is long and black, and she's wearing her housecoat.  A lantern gives low light inside the room.  It's raining outside.
Father and Grandmother with Siu Zi leaving their home in a Guangzhou street in the dark of night.  There is an air of secrecy. Siu Zi clutches her small bag, its contents little more than a few treasured keepsakes and faded photographs. Her father’s reassuring hand on her shoulder, and the soft presence of her grandmother at his side, give her the courage to move forward. A taxi waits down the street to take them to the train.
a tree in nature
urban street with city activity
still life with everyday objects
portrait of two people together
portrait of two people together
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
serene landscape with mountains and water
Oil Painting Art Style, a breathtakingly majestic and regal portrait of "The Queen in Gold of Ophir," inspired by Psalm 45. The Queen stands with impeccable grace and royal dignity, her posture radiating quiet power. She is adorned in an exquisitely elaborate gown woven entirely from the finest, purest gold of Ophir, shimmering with incredible richness. Her attire is intricately embellished with countless precious jewels—sapphires, rubies, and emeralds—each catching the light. A delicate yet regal golden crown rests upon her head, complementing her serene and noble expression. The setting is a grand, opulent royal palace chamber, with rich tapestries and polished marble, bathed in warm, golden, ambient light that dramatically illuminates her and her lavish garments. Focus on the unparalleled brilliance and texture of her golden gown, the sparkle of her jewels, her majestic presence, and the luxurious, sacred atmosphere befitting a queen in God's presence.
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
At his Grandmother's house in Penang, Wing Sun is lying down on a futon in his bedroom, covered up with a beautiful lightweight quilt Grandma made.  Outside his room the rain is coming down.  In Penang, every corner of the old town—every whisper of the wind through ancient trees—seems to echo with promises of renewal and love. And as the rain softens outside, Wing-Sun closes his eyes with the comforting knowledge that every detour, every farewell, is simply a step toward a new beginning.  A lantern gives soft light to the room, and all is quiet.
At his Grandmother's house in Penang, while the tropical rain taps softly against the window, Wing Sun, Mother and Grandmother gather in the cozy living room. The room glows with the soft light of an oil lamp, and the walls are adorned with faded photographs and delicate calligraphy. Grandmother’s eyes sparkle as she begins to speak—a voice that carries both the wisdom of her years and the tender care of someone who’s seen many seasons change.  Wing Sun is pensive with anticipation.  What will she say?
Inside an informal church in London.  Wing Sun's father has been invited to attend with his counterpart from the office.  He doesn't have anything else to do on Sunday morning, so he goes along.  we are standing in the back of the room.  There are many people of different ethnicities, the Pastor is standing up front alongside a worship leader with a guitar, and a young black woman, facing the audience.  The atmosphere is warm and welcoming, but Wing Sun's father feels a little uncomfortable.
Siu Zi is a 10 year old Chinese girl in Guangzhou. Late one humid evening, Siu Zi's father meets with a discreet man known simply as Mr. Chen.  In a quiet corner of a small teahouse near the back alleys of Guangzhou, Mr. Chen explains, in careful whispers, how he can help the family obtain the documents they needed to leave the country safely. Other patrons are in the teahouse, and a waiter stands nearby, but nobody can hear what Mr. Chen is saying.  It's safe to talk here.