in a sharper prompts

4 months ago

Porshe 911 :: Harsh, directional light from behind :: Busy background with lots of activity :: Car positioned in the center of the frame :: Busy urban street with lots of people and cars :: Reflection of car in a store window :: Close-up shot of car's exhaust pipes and diffuser :: Pedestrians walking in front of car to show off its size :: Added black and white filter for a gritty, urban look :: High-angle shot to capture the busy street scene :: Prime lens for a sharper image with more bokeh :: ultra detailed :: photorealistic --ar 3:2 --s 50

4 months ago

This is a captivating, dreamlike portrait of a young Asian woman, bathed in a warm, ethereal light. Lighting: The lighting is the most striking feature of this image. It's dominated by a strong, warm backlight, likely from the sun during golden hour or a powerful artificial source mimicking it. This backlight: Creates a brilliant, almost blown-out halo effect around her dark hair and the edge of her right shoulder, making them luminous. Produces significant lens flare, visible as bright streaks and soft, circular bokeh orbs, some of which exhibit prismatic rainbow refractions, particularly noticeable around the flowers and her hair. This flare adds to the dreamy, almost magical quality of the shot. Casts her face in relative shadow, yet it's still softly illuminated, likely by diffused ambient light or a subtle fill light from the front/side. This creates a beautiful contrast, highlighting her features without harshness. The overall quality of light is soft and diffused, despite the strong backlight, contributing to the gentle, ethereal mood. The warmth of the light (golden yellows and oranges) dominates the highlights. Model's Expression: The model's expression is direct, intimate, and somewhat enigmatic. She gazes directly at the viewer with dark, expressive eyes that reflect the light. Her lips are softly parted, not quite forming a smile but conveying a sense of openness or perhaps a quiet, unspoken thought. There's a hint of vulnerability and pensiveness in her expression. It's not overtly sad, but rather introspective and perhaps a touch melancholic or wistful. The slight tilt of her head and the way her dark, tousled hair (with bangs) frames her face add to the intimacy and softness of her look. Other Details: Features & Appearance: She has delicate facial features, with smooth skin that catches the light subtly. Her dark, shoulder-length hair is slightly messy, contributing to the natural, unposed feel. Her makeup, if any, is very light and natural-looking. Attire: She's wearing a light-colored (likely cream or off-white) textured knit sweater, which also catches the backlight beautifully along its fuzzy edges. Props: She's holding a bouquet of white daisies with yellow centers. These flowers are in the foreground, some in sharper focus, others softly blurred, and they interact with the lens flare, adding to the visual interest and depth. Composition: It's a close-up shot, focusing on her face and upper body. The depth of field is shallow, keeping her face relatively sharp while the background and parts of the foreground are softly blurred. Atmosphere: The overall mood is dreamy, ethereal, intimate, and slightly nostalgic. The combination of soft focus, warm backlighting, lens flare, and her pensive expression creates this feeling. Technical: The image has a soft, slightly grainy texture, reminiscent of film photography, which enhances its artistic and vintage feel. In essence, it's a beautifully lit portrait that uses light and the model's subtle expression to evoke a powerful sense of intimacy and dreamlike beauty.

7 months ago

First person POV, my calloused hands grip a worn chisel and hammer, poised over a slab of pristine white marble that gleams faintly in the soft light of dawn. The camera focuses on my hands, rough and dusted with fine marble powder, as I carefully carve intricate floral patterns destined for the Taj Mahal’s soaring dome. In the distance, through my gaze, the skeletal structure of the monument rises against the pale pink sky—scaffolding of bamboo and wood encircling half-finished minarets, while oxen carts laden with stone rumble across the dusty worksite. The Yamuna River shimmers behind the site, reflecting the first rays of sunlight. The air is cool, carrying the scent of wet earth and the faint tang of lime mortar. The rhythmic clink of chisels and the low chants of laborers reciting morning prayers blend with the creak of wooden pulleys. The camera lingers on the delicate curls of marble dust falling from my chisel, a testament to my skill, as the Taj Mahal’s silhouette grows sharper in the rising light. --ar 9:16 --s 250

11 hours ago

Generate an image based on this... The Origin of the Phyla Spoken by Ve’ira the Chronicler “Long ago, before the shards of memory, before the verses of record, there was only silence. And from that silence, the first arose — the Ahk’turin. They were the cosmos beyond knowing, mind and hand born of starlight itself. From their will came the Or’thiran — elemental, grounded, vast as mountains, their strength a shadow of their makers. Yet pride stirred. And rebellion followed. To humble the Or’thiran, the Ahk’turin shaped the Or’ganic — fragile, fleeting, yet gifted with awareness sharper than any blade. A breath against a storm… and it led to the First War. Survivors were hidden, protected. And from them rose the Or’thaen — shadowed keepers, guardians of what was almost lost. In time, from experiment and manipulation, new lines emerged. Lesser in might, yet fierce in invention, the Or’ganic multiplied. And from their daring came the unthinkable: the Sensorrhra — born to shape themselves, combining will and wisdom beyond measure. From Sensorrhra hands, unchecked dreams spilled into form. Thus were the Or’drinn, who drew shape from the void and made it their own. And the TAGG, who roared as the wild pulse of creation itself. They were not born as we are born. They were shaped. They were willed. They were made.”

25 days ago

I want you to turn this into a mock up. I want you to remove the model. I want you to lay the mock up on the ground. I will be designing this mock up on procreate. Please make it easy to trace. Make lines bold Can refine this for me, make the line sharper more noticeable also take away the color of the mock up make it clear

11 hours ago

Generate an image based on this... The Origin of the Phyla Spoken by Ve’ira the Chronicler “Long ago, before the shards of memory, before the verses of record, there was only silence. And from that silence, the first arose — the Ahk’turin. They were the cosmos beyond knowing, mind and hand born of starlight itself. From their will came the Or’thiran — elemental, grounded, vast as mountains, their strength a shadow of their makers. Yet pride stirred. And rebellion followed. To humble the Or’thiran, the Ahk’turin shaped the Or’ganic — fragile, fleeting, yet gifted with awareness sharper than any blade. A breath against a storm… and it led to the First War. Survivors were hidden, protected. And from them rose the Or’thaen — shadowed keepers, guardians of what was almost lost. In time, from experiment and manipulation, new lines emerged. Lesser in might, yet fierce in invention, the Or’ganic multiplied. And from their daring came the unthinkable: the Sensorrhra — born to shape themselves, combining will and wisdom beyond measure. From Sensorrhra hands, unchecked dreams spilled into form. Thus were the Or’drinn, who drew shape from the void and made it their own. And the TAGG, who roared as the wild pulse of creation itself. They were not born as we are born. They were shaped. They were willed. They were made.”

11 hours ago

Generate an image based on this... The Origin of the Phyla Spoken by Ve’ira the Chronicler “Long ago, before the shards of memory, before the verses of record, there was only silence. And from that silence, the first arose — the Ahk’turin. They were the cosmos beyond knowing, mind and hand born of starlight itself. From their will came the Or’thiran — elemental, grounded, vast as mountains, their strength a shadow of their makers. Yet pride stirred. And rebellion followed. To humble the Or’thiran, the Ahk’turin shaped the Or’ganic — fragile, fleeting, yet gifted with awareness sharper than any blade. A breath against a storm… and it led to the First War. Survivors were hidden, protected. And from them rose the Or’thaen — shadowed keepers, guardians of what was almost lost. In time, from experiment and manipulation, new lines emerged. Lesser in might, yet fierce in invention, the Or’ganic multiplied. And from their daring came the unthinkable: the Sensorrhra — born to shape themselves, combining will and wisdom beyond measure. From Sensorrhra hands, unchecked dreams spilled into form. Thus were the Or’drinn, who drew shape from the void and made it their own. And the TAGG, who roared as the wild pulse of creation itself. They were not born as we are born. They were shaped. They were willed. They were made.”