light coming through the window Stable Diffusion prompts

6 months ago

Woman (ethnicity:1.2, age:1.1, detailed clothing:1.2, accessories:1.1, facial features:1.3, expression:1.2, body type:1.1, pose:1.2) with curly red hair, freckles, and light blue eyes, wearing a delicate, embellished choker necklace and a detailed, light-brown, ruffled dress, seated in a vintage-style interior, looking directly at the camera. Soft lighting, warm tones, and an intimate camera angle. (detailed skin texture:1.2), (full lips:1.2). The background is a dark interior space with light coming from a window behind, featuring hints of snow or rain falling from above. Interior features, blurry, include dark wooden panels and other muted colors. Composition is centered, close-up view. Soft focus in the background. Soft, romantic lighting. Photorealistic, moody style, (detailed hair:1.2), (detailed jewelry:1.2).

2 months ago

Reimagine the elegant figure in the photograph as an impressionist painting in the style of Harriet Backer. The woman, from the back, wears a flowing black and white silk dress, the fabric captured in soft movement using pastel shades of gray, beige, and white. Natural light, coming from an unseen window to the left, diffusely illuminates the scene, creating soft shadows that highlight the delicate folds of the dress and the smooth texture of the exposed skin on her back. The background is a serene interior with light gray walls and a soft beige wood floor, both painted with subtle impressionist brushstrokes that add depth without distracting from the central figure. Avoid golden or dramatic lighting, maintaining Backer's signature harmony and tranquility, with an emphasis on the delicate interplay of light and shadow.

11 days ago

The Deliverator is a Type A driver with rabies. He is zeroing in on his home base, CosaNostra #3569, cranking up the left lane of CSV-5 at a hundred and twenty miles an hour. His car is an invisible black lozenge, just a dark place that reflects the tunnel of franchise signs - the loglo. A row of orange lights burbles and churns across the front, where the grille would be if this were an air-breathing car. The orange light looks like a gasoline fire. It comes in through people’s rear windows, bounces off their rearview mirrors, projects a fiery mask across their eyes, reaches into their subconscious, and unearths terrible fears of being pinned, fully conscious, under a detonating gas tank, makes them want to pull over and let the Deliverator overtake them in his black chariot of fire.