Woe Unto Them That Call Evil Good, And Good Evil; That Put Darkness For Light, And Light For Darkness; That Put Bitter For Art

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
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
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
a drawing of two people facing each other
a drawing of a man looking at himself in a mirror
a drawing of a woman with long hair
Existential Void Expressionism Art Style Style Transfer Example
house with front view
a tree in nature
still life with everyday objects
Existential Void Expressionism Art Style Style Transfer Example
wide landscape with natural scenery
wide landscape with natural scenery
animal standing in natural pose
wide landscape with natural scenery
a drawing of a woman looking in a mirror
urban street with city activity
still life with everyday objects
This calls for patient endurance on the part of the people of God who keep his commands and remain faithful to Jesus.
portrait of two people together
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
urban street with city activity
animal standing in natural pose
bicyle resting against a wall
Vintage Shoujo Horror Portrait Style Transfer Example
a tree in nature
Vintage Shoujo Horror Portrait Style Transfer Example
bicyle resting against a wall
portrait of a person with expressive eyes
house with front view
portrait of two people together
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
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
“Now after the death of Moses the servant of the LORD it came to pass, that the LORD spake unto Joshua the son of Nun, Moses' minister, saying, Moses my servant is dead; now therefore arise, go over this Jordan, thou, and all this people, unto the land which I do give to them, even to the children of Israel. Every place that the sole of your foot shall tread upon, that have I given unto you, as I said unto Moses. From the wilderness and this Lebanon even unto the great river, the river Euphrates, all the land of the Hittites, and unto the great sea toward the going down of the sun, shall be your coast.” (Joshua 1:1-4, KJV)
A dramatic black-and-white engraving in the style of Gustave Doré, depicting a menacing werewolf lurking in the shadows of an old European city street at night. The creature hides behind a stone building corner, partially illuminated by cold moonlight that casts deep, dramatic shadows. The scene evokes the ominous mood of a wanted poster but includes no text or framing. Render with intricate linework, fine etching details, high contrast, and rich textures reminiscent of 19th-century woodcut engravings.
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.”
“In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth. And the earth was without form, and void; and darkness was upon the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.” (Genesis 1:1-2, KJV)
Now, those captains must learn what the river will do when it makes that great turn out of sight. How it dashes them up on the rocks of the shore How it spins to the left and the right. It beats them and breaks them and crushes their pride Leaves them dizzy and sick and all jumbled inside ‘til they’ve all but forgotten that glorious ride lying flat on their deck in the sun. There they lie, drying out in the sun. As you round the point where the river was bent and survey the great wideness ahead, you can see all those captains alone on their decks, beat and broken and very near dead. Then the current takes hold and there’s naught you can do as it drags you down into its maw. Headed straight for those rocks, you make ready to crash but at last, you rise up, roll and yaw. Going back and away, then forward again, fearing each time, the rocks will prevail! You’re trapped in a cycling, circling tide, in an eddy withstanding a gale. But each time you circle that great whirling tide and you’ve not hit the rocks or been thrown to the side and you’re kept from the falls, cascading and wide, for the eddy’s small mercy give praise. Give the merciful currents your praise!
still life arrangement of fruits and flowers
serene landscape with mountains and water
a man in a hoodie is posing for a picture
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.