Hungry Chef With Giant Rice Bowl Art

serene landscape with mountains and water
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
house with front view
a drawing of a man with a giant green monster like head
urban street with city activity
urban street with city activity
wide landscape with natural scenery
wide landscape with natural scenery
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
serene landscape with mountains and water
portrait of two people together
Japanese Architecture Art Style Transfer Example
Japanese Architecture Art Style Transfer Example
house with front view
still life with everyday objects
still life with everyday objects
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
portrait of two people together
bicyle resting against a wall
Traditional Chinese Landscape Art Style Style Transfer Example
animal standing in natural pose
a tree in nature
animal standing in natural pose
serene landscape with mountains and water
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
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
Zen Circle Minimalism Art Style Style Transfer Example
portrait of two people together
a tree in nature
bicyle resting against a wall
Zen Circle Minimalism Art Style Style Transfer Example
Traditional Chinese Landscape Art Style Style Transfer Example
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
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
image of bow or burn from daniel 3
An Asian Slice At the dark end of an alley on a moonless night, A youth squats low to the ground, turned toward the wall with his face in his lap. Someone might think he’s sleeping. He’s smoking heroin. Soon he’ll fall over and soil himself, and stay right there until dawn. Back at the neon-lit mouth of this dark alley, hookers walk back and forth, hurrying to get past the alley, either for fear or because is smells so bad. Eyelids, all painted golden, Asian whores always look like they’re made of candy. Candy it is; but a snarling cat awaits its prey.
I sat, long ago, on an Asian hill with a Shakya Mundi friend, and watched the autumn leaves fall down from high above, giants in the forest casting off their wakefulness, falling progressively into winter’s long, white sleep. “The important thing to know about trees” he said, “is that they are most beautiful in autumn; just before the winter snow. They live and grow through the entire year just for these brief moments of stunning beauty. We are like that.” He said, “but we have only one autumn, and a very long winter.”
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!