Smoked Glass Style Transfer Example Art

Spiraling eco-tower
Painted lady mansion
Recycled gold ring with lab diamond
An interior scene. An old Bible with dog-eared pages, a black leather cover, and words of Christ in red sits open on a table. The camera sees the Bible at a 45 degree angle. The table and chair are old and worn, sitting on a worn carpet on a wood plank floor. There are some pens and highlighters, along with a red ribbon bookmark, a half-empty drink and some paper clips. The room is in low-light, and a small window is in the background. Someone has been studying and just stepped away for a moment. Some lines in the Bible are highlighted yellow.
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.”
Cathedral with twin spires
Building with botanical facade
Cathedral facade at sunset
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.
The monster (Mt. San Gorgonio) rises in the North, all hoary-frost above behemoth shoulders. Snake-like clouds adorning her, I crane my neck, Gaze fixed past the big white house toward uplifted boulders. And at the South, like his namesake martyr, Hyacinth (Mt. San Jacinto) has lost his head in cloud. Burned bones against a blue backdrop he wears that legacy proud. Between the two, another sunrise gleams and beams of brilliant, white-hot day flash forth: Accentuate Sonora’s west extremes, and last night’s moon forgot to go away.
animal standing in natural pose
house with front view
portrait of two people together
serene landscape with mountains and water
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
Southeast Asia. Modern day. The damaged and the broken ones; all rooted in the past, live life the way it always was, from their first day to their last. Motes of dust in beams of light, in the darkness of this day, we tip the hat and give a nod, for the truth we can’t convey. Everything is real, but nothing matters, anyway. Where life is only what must be, from the cradle to the grave. Everyone does what they can: Nothing less, but sure no more. Tip the hat and give a nod to the ones who’ve gone before. We tip our hats and give the nod to the world we’ve all ignored
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.
a tree in nature
urban street with city activity
bicyle resting against a wall
still life with everyday objects
wide landscape with natural scenery
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
Crystal dragon in gem cave
Tiny Horse Inside a Glass Ornament a clear glass christmas ornament containing a miniature horse scene, glowing fairy lights, gentle snowfall particles inside, hyper-detailed reflections, delicate glass texture, whimsical fantasy realism, dreamy warm lighting, bokeh background
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.
a tree in nature
Golden Age Fantasy Illustration Style, Painterly Realism, Crystalline Underwater Photography Aesthetic. A stunning view looking straight down through impossibly clear, glassy ocean water, as if peering over the edge of a ship. Below, on the white sand seabed, are the seaweed-covered ruins of a sunken, ancient civilization. The Merpeople: A royal hunting party of Narnian Merpeople is riding through the submerged streets. They are not gentle, fairy-tale creatures, but possess a wild, fierce majesty. They ride large, powerful, scaled hippocamps (mythical sea-horses). Key Figures & Details: The Mer-King, with flowing white hair and a stern expression, wears armor crafted from iridescent pearl and abalone shells, brandishing a long spear tipped with gold. His powerful tail is deep amethyst. A fierce Mer-Queen rides beside him, her colors shimmering emerald and gold. Smaller merfolk follow, shaking spears. Lighting & Atmosphere: Bright shafts of sunlight pierce the deep water, illuminating the underwater dust motes and making the scales of the merfolk and their mounts sparkle intensely. The mood is silent, ancient, and awe-inspiring.
Golden Age Fantasy Illustration Style, Painterly Realism, Crystalline Underwater Photography Aesthetic. A stunning view looking straight down through impossibly clear, glassy ocean water, as if peering over the edge of a ship. Below, on the white sand seabed, are the seaweed-covered ruins of a sunken, ancient civilization. The Merpeople: A royal hunting party of Narnian Merpeople is riding on seas horses through the submerged streets. They are not gentle, fairy-tale creatures, but possess a wild, fierce majesty. They ride large, powerful, scaled hippocamps (mythical sea-horses). Key Figures & Details: The Mer-King, with flowing white hair and a stern expression, wears armor crafted from iridescent pearl and abalone shells, brandishing a long spear tipped with gold. His powerful tail is deep amethyst. A fierce Mer-Queen rides beside him, her colors shimmering emerald and gold. Smaller merfolk follow, shaking spears. Lighting & Atmosphere: Bright shafts of sunlight pierce the deep water, illuminating the underwater dust motes and making the scales of the merfolk and their mounts sparkle intensely. The mood is silent, ancient, and awe-inspiring.
“Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.” (Romans 8:37, KJV)
“Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us.” (Romans 8:37, KJV)
house with front view
Ancient temple ruins
Tiny Horse Inside a Glass Ornament a clear glass christmas ornament containing a living miniature horse with glowing fairy lights, gentle snowfall particles inside, hyper-detailed reflections, delicate glass texture, whimsical fantasy realism, dreamy warm lighting, bokeh background
Dragon in modern city
A colossal 7 headed red dragon with kings crowns on each head, and ten horns, on rugged hills outside Jerusalem under stormy dark sky with lightning strikes, hyper-realistic surreal style immaculate details on armor weapons and dragon,
Philosopher in contemplation
bicyle resting against a wall
urban street with city activity
animal standing in natural pose
portrait of two people together
wide landscape with natural scenery