A few sit on crates prompts

5 months ago

A nostalgic, hyper-realistic painting inspired by the artistic style of Norman Rockwell, of a young American boy sitting in front of a large, weathered American flag mural with a West Highland White Westie dog. The boy, with rosy cheeks and tousled blonde hair, wears an Army Helmet, a white t-shirt with text "Go Army", and worn denim jeans, and he sits barefoot on a wooden crate with a thoughtful expression. The background flag is faded and cracked, evoking a sense of Americana and vintage pride. The lighting is warm and soft, with painterly brushwork that resembles the style of Norman Rockwell, evoking themes of innocence, resilience, and patriotism. 4K resolution, oil painting texture, timeless and sentimental mood.

6 months ago

In the same narrow, shadowy alley—still lined with trash bins, graffiti-covered walls, and glowing faintly from a distant neon sign—a small fire crackles in a metal barrel. Around it, a group of cats gathers for a bizarre midnight barbecue. The sleek grey cat with glowing yellow eyes stands proudly by the flames, flipping skewers of grilled rats over the fire. It still carries the same calm, eerie expression. Other cats dance wildly nearby, their silhouettes flickering in the firelight. Some wear mismatched clothes, others beat on makeshift drums made from old cans and bottle caps. A few sit on crates, munching roasted rats with delight. Smoke rises into the dark sky, mixing with the lingering scent of burnt brick and charred fur. The alley, once silent and tense, now echoes with feline laughter, clinking metal, and strange music.

7 months ago

Hyper real fantasy art illustration from a ground level point of view, of a large, ancient looking tree with a box shaped kid's treehouse on it, frame is from a large shipping crate, it sits supported by three thick branches, and partially covered by leaves, the treehouse is made mostly of old boards, some with washed out or peeling and cracked paint, one medium sized square window, with wooden blind shutters, a makeshift door with a laundry dryer's circular glass on it, recycled parts from old homes and junkyard parts, the deck structure it sits on, has a trap door opening and a rope ladder hangs down from it, enabling access from below. There are old store signs like Coca-Cola and other collectibles on the outside walls as decorations, the roof is flat and there's a wooden crow's nest from an old sailing ship with an old canvas tarp as a cover on it, a telescope attached to the wooden frame of it. There is an abundance of ivy type plants covering most of the treehouse. cinematic, hyper realism, high detail, octane render, 8k

4 days ago

Earth, year 2083, after the devastation of the 3rd World War. A lone soldier sits solemnly atop a ammo crate deeply buried in sand. He wears a sleek, delicate grey combat exoskeleton (minly servos, strings, pipes and pistons), meticulously engineered for agility and strength without any bulky armor underneath, allowing the cybernetic enhancements embedded in his hands and forearms to be fully visible and functional. His uniform (tshirt, cargo pants), designed in detailed dark desert Multicam pattern, blends tactical practicality with rugged wear. The soldier’s helmet is worn with the visor flipped fully up (on top of head), , exposing his weary eyes and face. The visor's clear, high-tech material gleams subtly in the light but is noticeably pushed away from the eyes, emphasizing his alert exhaustion. Resting across his knees lies a large, modern laser rifle, sleek and battle-worn. He lights a cigarette, the faint glow illuminating his tired expression. In the distant background, massive space drop ships ignite their engines, lifting off with powerful gusts of dust and debris, painting the scene with a sense of desolation and ongoing conflict. Overall masterpiece art strongly getting style of design from Ghost In The Shell anime series

4 days ago

Earth, year 2083, after the devastation of the 3rd World War. A lone soldier sits solemnly atop a ammo crate deeply buried in sand. He wears a sleek, delicate grey combat exoskeleton (minly servos, strings, pipes and pistons), meticulously engineered for agility and strength without any bulky armor underneath, allowing the cybernetic enhancements embedded in his hands and forearms to be fully visible and functional. His uniform (tshirt, cargo pants), designed in detailed dark desert Multicam pattern, blends tactical practicality with rugged wear. The soldier’s helmet is worn with the visor flipped fully up, resting securely on his forehead, exposing his weary eyes and face. The visor's clear, high-tech material gleams subtly in the light but is noticeably pushed away from the eyes, emphasizing his alert exhaustion. Resting across his knees lies a large, modern laser rifle, sleek and battle-worn. He lights a cigarette, the faint glow illuminating his tired expression. In the distant background, massive space drop ships ignite their engines, lifting off with powerful gusts of dust and debris, painting the scene with a sense of desolation and ongoing conflict. Overall masterpiece art strongly getting style of design from Ghost In The Shell anime series

3 months ago

"Capture the precise moment Jack Sparrow steps onto the dock from the mast of his sinking ship in Pirates of the Caribbean. The scene is frozen in time as Jack’s boot makes contact with the weathered, sun-bleached wooden planks of the pier. His other leg is mid-step, trailing just above the waterlogged mast, which barely peeks above the surface as the last remnants of the small, dilapidated boat sink into the calm turquoise harbor. Jack’s posture is casual yet purposeful, his arms slightly outstretched for balance, as if this is all perfectly planned. His tricorn hat, tilted at a rakish angle, and his long coat sway slightly in the warm Caribbean breeze, while his expression is a perfect mix of confidence and indifference, the corner of his mouth curling in a faint smirk. The dock beneath him is bustling with activity but momentarily ignored by Jack, who seems completely absorbed in his own world. Around him, sailors and dockworkers pause mid-action, casting curious or bemused glances at the strange pirate. Crates and barrels are stacked haphazardly nearby, and a rope coil lies at Jack’s feet as if waiting for him to trip—yet he navigates the chaos effortlessly. "Jack Sparrow, iconic pirate, stepping confidently onto a wooden dock in a bustling Caribbean harbor. His right boot firmly lands on the weathered planks of the dock, while the last remains of his sinking boat vanish into the turquoise water behind him. Jack's tricorn hat sits slightly askew, his long coat flowing in the breeze, and his expression exudes charm and nonchalance. The scene is alive with dockworkers, barrels, and distant ships moored in the harbor, with warm sunlight casting long shadows and glinting off the water."