It Is God The Only Son, Who Is Close To The Father's Heart

house with front view
Macro Photography Style Style Transfer Example
Macro Photography Style Style Transfer Example
bicyle resting against a wall
still life with everyday objects
bicyle resting against a wall
Typographic Minimalism Art Style Style Transfer Example
serene landscape with mountains and water
a black and white photo of a tax tax sign
wide landscape with natural scenery
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.
Spatial Void Minimalism Art Style Style Transfer Example
house with front view
urban street with city activity
animal standing in natural pose
a tree in nature
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.
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
serene landscape with mountains and water
Minimalist Figurative Art Style Style Transfer Example
a tree in nature
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
urban street with city activity
portrait of two people together
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
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.
still life with everyday objects
serene landscape with mountains and water
animal standing in natural pose
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.
Personal POV scene. Me and Jesus in the desert on a cool morning at daybreak walking toward a bright star. Jesus is wearing old clothes and carrying a satchel. I’m wearing old clothes and sandals just like Him. The air is cool and crisp. The sky is bright blue on the horizon with deep purple fading into black at the upper atmosphere. The air is crisp and clear. It’s like the desert in California looking east toward Arizona. There are desert hills on the north and south sides and mountains in the distance.
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.”
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
An interior scene, walking into an old woodworker's shop.  The shop is orderly and neat, but well-used.  I see a workbench in front of me with a woodworker's vise mounted on it.  Several chisels, screwdrivers, mallets, claw hammers, and other such tools are hanging on the wall behind the bench.  A very nice black Windsor Chair is positioned on the bench ready for the seat to be repaired. Ambient light is low, and beams of light are streaming in from a source above, with motes of dust floating around in them.  Everything is ready for work.
A highly realistic and historically accurate image set in the deep, waterlogged mud of the Texas Cross Timbers (Montague County) in 1840. The scene captures the frustrating moment when the Chihuahua Traders caravan is completely stuck. Foreground focus is on several heavy, wooden Conestoga freight wagons, mired up to their axles in dark, thick mud. Exhausted oxen are straining and distressed, their drivers in rough frontier attire attempting to free the wheels with ropes and levers. In the mid-ground, a small group of the American equestrian circus performers stands next to their distinctive, high-quality riding horses, which are visibly more refined than the typical pack animals. The performers are dressed in sturdy but distinct traveling clothes, looking ill-equipped and frustrated by the muddy conditions. One performer is carefully securing a colorful carriage or cart containing unique circus props, struggling to keep it from sinking. The overall mood is one of miserable delay and hardship. Cloudy, oppressive sky; detailed realism; wide-angle shot; dark, moody lighting.
A highly realistic and historically accurate image set in the deep, waterlogged mud of the Texas Cross Timbers (Montague County) in 1840. The scene captures the frustrating moment when the Chihuahua Traders caravan is completely stuck. Foreground focus is on several heavy, wooden Conestoga freight wagons, mired up to their axles in dark, thick mud. Exhausted oxen are straining and distressed, their drivers in rough frontier attire attempting to free the wheels with ropes and levers. In the mid-ground, a small group of the American equestrian circus performers stands next to their distinctive, high-quality riding horses, which are visibly more refined than the typical pack animals. The performers are dressed in sturdy but distinct traveling clothes, looking ill-equipped and frustrated by the muddy conditions. One performer is carefully securing a colorful carriage or cart containing unique circus props, struggling to keep it from sinking. The overall mood is one of miserable delay and hardship. Cloudy, oppressive sky; detailed realism; wide-angle shot; dark, moody lighting.
Made a design of Astarte Canaanite Goddess with asherah poles on surrounding her. She sits on a throne with a lion on one side and a bull on the other of the throne. They sit on the edge of moonlight where love becomes force, and beauty becomes command.
Below the image add the text "Healing Goddess" using an ancient style that recalls Greek script.  Above the design add the text "ASARTE"

Astarte is one of the oldest goddesses of the ancient Near East a celestial queen of love, fertility, war, and sovereignty. She rules with a gaze of starlight and hands that both heal and burn.

The design is made to look like a pendant or medil honoring her radiant complexity.  She is the mother goddess woman crowned with planets, adorned in sacred fire, and feared by kings.
As the night star rises, so does her voice a hymn of sensuality, rebellion, and divine embodiment.
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 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.
bicyle resting against a wall
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wide landscape with natural scenery