“And As They Were Eating, Jesus Took Bread, And Blessed It, And Brake It, And Gave It To The Disciples, And Said, Take, Eat; Art

animal standing in natural pose
still life with everyday objects
wide landscape with natural scenery
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
"Uriel, the Angel of Light and Wisdom from the Book of Enoch, a majestic celestial guide, standing amidst swirling cosmic dust and ethereal nebulae. His form radiates intense, pure light. He gestures towards a hidden cosmic mechanism, revealing ancient knowledge, holding a flaming orb of pure light. Robes of deep sapphire blue and radiant gold, adorned with ancient symbols. Serene, knowing face, eyes glimmering with cosmic insight. Behind him, celestial gears and the fiery essence of the sun. Hyperrealistic digital painting, divine luminosity, epic detailed, cinematic lighting, cosmic gradients."divine luminosity, ethereal glow, celestial being, seraphic presence, sacred geometry, iridescent, luminescent
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.
A tranquil and inviting autumn landscape based on the provided image, depicting a park-like setting with large trees and a pile of fallen leaves. The trees framing the foreground and extending into the middle ground are now in their full, glorious fall colors. One feels as if they are under a canopy of trees. The ground is generously covered with a soft, thick carpet of fallen autumn leaves, rendered in various warm hues. A prominent, neatly gathered pile of raked leaves sits in the middle ground, inviting curiosity or play, with its textures and colors clearly visible. In the background, hints of a path or road gently wind through more fall foliage, suggesting a peaceful stroll. The sky above is a soft, clear autumn blue, allowing warm, diffused sunlight to filter through the canopy, casting gentle shadows and highlighting the vibrant colors of the leaves both on the trees and on the ground. The overall mood is one of serene autumnal beauty, crisp air, and the pleasant, nostalgic feeling of a beautiful fall day in a park."
A low-angle, hyper-detailed tableau of the Mad Hatter's Tea Party, viewed under a dark, star-filled sky. The Mad Hatter sits at the table, his features not quite human, but constructed entirely from brilliant indigo and gold cosmic dust, representing the constellation Lepus. His top hat is a vortex of nebula, and one eye burns intensely—a specific star named "The Mad." The Hatter is caught mid-sentence, demanding, "Why is a raven like a writing-desk?" As he speaks, his hands, which were merely starry, begin to shed their light, and the true form is revealed: the lower half of his coat and chair morph into coiling, dark serpentine scales, twisting around the table leg. The March Hare and Dormouse are frozen in terror. Above the table, a Raven made of pitch-black night materializes, its shadow falling directly over the Hatter. The entire scene is vibrating with the furious energy of a creature—the ancient serpent—who knows his time has been irrevocably stopped. Style: Cinematic dark fantasy, astronomical realism, oil painting texture, emphasis on the contrast between the cold cosmic starlight and the dark, furious energy of the serpentine transformation.
Neon-Futurism Digital Art Style, "Tron" Legacy Aesthetic, Bioluminescent and Geometric. A sleek, futuristic scene set against the digital void of deep space. The Rider and Machine: A lone rider on a low-slung, futuristic light-sportbike speeds along. The bike has hubless wheels that glow with intense cyan light, leaving a solid ribbon trail of light behind it. The rider wears a full-coverage, armored future-suit with a sleek, integrated helmet, outlined in glowing orange and blue piping. The Path (The Ecliptic): They are riding on the Ecliptic, rendered as a translucent, multi-lane highway of flowing data streams and laser grids stretching infinitely into the cosmos. The Constellation (Honorable Virgo): Dominating the background is the immense, celestial avatar of Virgo. She is starry but modest without any nakedness and is draped in voluminous, flowing robes woven from glowing violet and gold circuit patterns and data tapestries. She wears a stylized digital crown or halo representing wheat stalks. She is a dignified, colossal queen of light, looking down calmly at the rider passing her domain. Atmosphere: The background is a dark grid of space filled with geometric nebulae and distant, pixelated stars. The lighting is entirely sourced from the glowing neon elements.
I lift up my eyes toward the sky; know my heart and home are there, where the ones before me lie. One day, I’ll be gathered up and carried to that place where I shall know as I am known, and see my Maker’s face. It’s appointed unto us just once to be: We linger here, but soon we’ll be set free. No more reaching upward ‘til we die, Our roots stay here. We stretch beyond the sky.
A triptych oil painting, presented as three heavily framed, connected panels in the dramatic, tenebrism style of Baroque masters like Caravaggio. The overall atmosphere is one of supernatural, oppressive darkness and violent chaos. The Left Panel shows the penitent thief on his cross, body twisted in pain but his face turned toward the center panel with a look of sorrowful acceptance. A faint, supernatural light illuminates his face against a nearly black sky. Below him, rocks are splitting. The Center Panel is dominated by Jesus on the cross, head bowed in finality. The sky is a swirling vortex of eclipse darkness, blotting out the sun. The ground beneath the cross is violently cracking open, emitting dust and smoke, with debris caught in mid-air from the earthquake shockwave. The Right Panel shows the impenitent thief, writhing and screaming against his bonds, his face contorted in rage looking away from the center. He is almost swallowed by the shadows. The cross appears unstable as the cliffside crumbles beneath it. The entire triptych has a rich, dark color palette of deep browns, blacks, and muted crimson, textured with visible, frantic brushstrokes.
A triptych oil painting, presented as three heavily framed, connected panels in the dramatic, tenebrism style of Baroque masters like Caravaggio. The overall atmosphere is one of supernatural, oppressive darkness and violent chaos. The Left Panel shows the penitent thief on his cross, body twisted in pain but his face turned toward the center panel with a look of sorrowful acceptance. A faint, supernatural light illuminates his face against a nearly black sky. Below him, rocks are splitting. The Center Panel is dominated by Jesus on the cross, head bowed in finality. The sky is a swirling vortex of eclipse darkness, blotting out the sun. The ground beneath the cross is violently cracking open, emitting dust and smoke, with debris caught in mid-air from the earthquake shockwave. The Right Panel shows the impenitent thief, writhing and screaming against his bonds, his face contorted in rage looking away from the center. He is almost swallowed by the shadows. The cross appears unstable as the cliffside crumbles beneath it. The entire triptych has a rich, dark color palette of deep browns, blacks, and muted crimson, textured with visible, frantic brushstrokes.
A triptych oil painting, presented as three heavily framed, connected panels in the dramatic, tenebrism style of Baroque masters like Caravaggio. The overall atmosphere is one of supernatural, oppressive darkness and violent chaos. The Left Panel shows the penitent thief on his cross, body twisted in pain but his face turned toward the center panel with a look of sorrowful acceptance. A faint, supernatural light illuminates his face against a nearly black sky. Below him, rocks are splitting. The Center Panel is dominated by Jesus on the cross, head bowed in finality. The sky is a swirling vortex of eclipse darkness, blotting out the sun. The ground beneath the cross is violently cracking open, emitting dust and smoke, with debris caught in mid-air from the earthquake shockwave. The Right Panel shows the impenitent thief, writhing and screaming against his bonds, his face contorted in rage looking away from the center. He is almost swallowed by the shadows. The cross appears unstable as the cliffside crumbles beneath it. The entire triptych has a rich, dark color palette of deep browns, blacks, and muted crimson, textured with visible, frantic brushstrokes.
Golden Age Storybook Illustration Style, Rich Watercolor and Ink, Warm Sun-Drenched Lighting. A dynamic scene capturing a moment of desperate effort in a lush, overgrown vineyard. The Action (The Fox): A lithe, reddish-orange fox is caught in mid-air at the very apex of a maximum vertical leap. Its body is stretched precariously thin, hind legs kicking the air, and front paws strained upward. Its jaws are snapping wildly just inches below the target, eyes wide with intense, watering desire and frustration. The fox looks slightly bedraggled, suggesting this is not the first jump. The Prize (The Grapes): Hanging tantalizingly just out of reach from a thick, gnarled old vine is a magnificent, heavy cluster of deep purple, plump grapes. They are rendered to look incredibly juicy, dusted with natural bloom and catching the sunlight so they appear almost glowing and irresistible. The Setting: The afternoon sun filters through broad green grape leaves, casting dappled light on the dusty ground below, which shows disturbed earth from previous failed attempts. The overall mood is one of hot, tantalizing frustration.
Los Angeles
A forest with hidden spirits
Southeast Asia. Modern day. This morning the sound of traffic in the street, scooters and tuk-tuks, taxis and trucks, was so loud I couldn’t hear my dream. So I turned it off and went dowstairs. Taking in diesel fumes ‘til it hurt to breathe, I found a hawker-stall and ate. It’s 100 degrees already; soon the rain will come.
A vivid and artistic depiction of the Monoceros constellation as a majestic mythical unicorn, with its body, horn, mane, and legs formed by bright, glowing stars connected by ethereal golden lines to outline the shape. The unicorn appears dynamic and ethereal, galloping through the cosmos, surrounded by swirling clouds of colorful stardust, nebulae in shades of blue, purple, and pink, and scattered distant stars in a deep black space background. Render in a fantasy astronomy style, high detail, cosmic glow, and magical atmosphere.
Seabiscuit vs. War Admiral (The Gaze) A hyper-realistic, high-resolution photograph capturing the apex of the 1938 match race between Seabiscuit and War Admiral. Focus: The composition is tight, showing both horses running neck-and-neck, dominating the frame. The camera angle is side-on and slightly low, emphasizing their size and muscle. The critical focus is on the space between the horses' heads as they are running stride for stride. Details: War Admiral (the dark bay) should show determination and slight surprise, with his head stretched out. Seabiscuit (the smaller bay) should display his characteristic "game" look—intense, focused, and seemingly looking directly into War Admiral's eyes (or toward his rival). Both jockeys (Red Pollard or George Woolf for Seabiscuit; Charles Kurtsinger for War Admiral) are visible, leaning low and urging their mounts on. Atmosphere: The light should be bright but slightly diffused, suggesting an autumn afternoon at Pimlico. Dust and track debris are kicked up behind them, blurred slightly by the horses' tremendous speed. The image must convey the raw power, intense rivalry, and the exact moment when the smaller horse asserts his dominance. Style: Cinematic photography, realistic texture, sharp focus on the horses' eyes and muscle definition.
Seabiscuit vs. War Admiral (The Gaze) A hyper-realistic, high-resolution photograph capturing the apex of the 1938 match race between Seabiscuit and War Admiral. Focus: The composition is tight, showing both horses running neck-and-neck, dominating the frame. The camera angle is side-on and slightly low, emphasizing their size and muscle. The critical focus is on the space between the horses' heads as they are running stride for stride. Details: War Admiral (the dark bay) should show determination and slight surprise, with his head stretched out. Seabiscuit (the smaller bay) should display his characteristic "game" look—intense, focused, and seemingly looking directly into War Admiral's eyes (or toward his rival). Both jockeys (Red Pollard or George Woolf for Seabiscuit; Charles Kurtsinger for War Admiral) are visible, leaning low and urging their mounts on. Atmosphere: The light should be bright but slightly diffused, suggesting an autumn afternoon at Pimlico. Dust and track debris are kicked up behind them, blurred slightly by the horses' tremendous speed. The image must convey the raw power, intense rivalry, and the exact moment when the smaller horse asserts his dominance. Style: Cinematic photography, realistic texture, sharp focus on the horses' eyes and muscle definition.
Seabiscuit vs. War Admiral (The Gaze) A hyper-realistic, high-resolution photograph capturing the apex of the 1938 match race between Seabiscuit and War Admiral. Focus: The composition is tight, showing both horses running neck-and-neck, dominating the frame. The camera angle is side-on and slightly low, emphasizing their size and muscle. The critical focus is on the space between the horses' heads as they are running stride for stride. Details: War Admiral (the dark bay) should show determination and slight surprise, with his head stretched out. Seabiscuit (the smaller bay) should display his characteristic "game" look—intense, focused, and seemingly looking directly into War Admiral's eyes (or toward his rival). Both jockeys (Red Pollard or George Woolf for Seabiscuit; Charles Kurtsinger for War Admiral) are visible, leaning low and urging their mounts on. Atmosphere: The light should be bright but slightly diffused, suggesting an autumn afternoon at Pimlico. Dust and track debris are kicked up behind them, blurred slightly by the horses' tremendous speed. The image must convey the raw power, intense rivalry, and the exact moment when the smaller horse asserts his dominance. Style: Cinematic photography, realistic texture, sharp focus on the horses' eyes and muscle definition.
Seabiscuit vs. War Admiral (The Gaze) A hyper-realistic, high-resolution photograph capturing the apex of the 1938 match race between Seabiscuit and War Admiral. Focus: The composition is tight, showing both horses running neck-and-neck, dominating the frame. The camera angle is side-on and slightly low, emphasizing their size and muscle. The critical focus is on the space between the horses' heads as they are running stride for stride. Details: War Admiral (the dark bay) should show determination and slight surprise, with his head stretched out. Seabiscuit (the smaller bay) should display his characteristic "game" look—intense, focused, and seemingly looking directly into War Admiral's eyes (or toward his rival). Both jockeys (Red Pollard or George Woolf for Seabiscuit; Charles Kurtsinger for War Admiral) are visible, leaning low and urging their mounts on. Atmosphere: The light should be bright but slightly diffused, suggesting an autumn afternoon at Pimlico. Dust and track debris are kicked up behind them, blurred slightly by the horses' tremendous speed. The image must convey the raw power, intense rivalry, and the exact moment when the smaller horse asserts his dominance. Style: Cinematic photography, realistic texture, sharp focus on the horses' eyes and muscle definition.
Create an image of the Motel Safari in Tucumcari, showcasing its distinctive Doo Wop or Googie architectural style. The design should feature counter-stacked brickwork with oozing mortar, cinder block walls with unique openings, and metal cylinders with perforated holes that glow softly at night. The sign should incorporate playful geometric shapes, with Clyde the Camel prominently perched on top, illuminated against a vibrant sunset sky. Include a retro Route 66 vibe with neon accents and a welcoming "VACANCY" sign.
And the name of the third river is Hiddekel: that is it which goeth toward the east of Assyria. And the fourth river is Euphrates. (Genesis 2:14 KJV)
serene landscape with mountains and water
serene landscape with mountains and water
Historical event
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
a blue, green, yellow, and blue background
The constellation Leo the Lion with its decans, Hydra, the Raven and Crater, the cup poured out
serene landscape with mountains and water
serene landscape with mountains and water
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
serene landscape with mountains and water
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
Southeast Asia. Modern day. Nearer to the city now, the bus thumps and bumps to a slower pace. Grinding gears mark spaces between dirty children, playing obliviously in the road. Neither village nor metropolis, outskirts have no identity: Just a blurry line of encroachment; a temporary half-life on the way to something more. Dust springs up from the tires of trucks headed both ways on the road. A little girl stands crying in a mud puddle; her brothers laughing from the sides. She has to learn rejection to participate in this brutal, belonging dance. A little life, and a little death for a product truly worthy of its name: a good woman is hard to find.
And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day. (John 6:39 KJV)
And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day. (John 6:39 KJV)
And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day. (John 6:39 KJV)
And this is the Father's will which hath sent me, that of all which he hath given me I should lose nothing, but should raise it up again at the last day. (John 6:39 KJV)