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Prompt by ElectricL

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9 months ago

cinematic photograph, medium-format film aesthetic (1.6), high-end film photography (1.8), low-key photography (2.0), raw and unfiltered (1.9), visible grain (1.7), natural imperfections, detailed skin texture, subtle blemishes, realistic skin pores with a natural matte finish (2.0), dramatic highlights and shadows (2.0), fine art photography (1.8), inspired by Helmut Newton (1.9), petite French woman, 151 cm tall (1.9), slender hourglass figure (1.8), long dark messy hair flowing naturally to the small of her back (1.8), seated gracefully on a full-scale dark brown leather Chesterfield sofa, its iconic tufted leather design accentuated by the warm, golden light of a directional antique floor lamp (1.9), minimalist wall behind the sofa with neutral desaturated tones, avoiding yellow hues (1.7), large abstract art mounted above the sofa, subtle and proportional (1.7), illuminated by a single directional light source, the antique floor lamp positioned to the right of the subject (2.0), soft warm golden light casting volumetric beams through the textured air (1.9), dramatic sculptural shadows falling across her figure, the leather sofa, and the rustic hardwood floor (2.0), moody and intimate ambiance with shadowy corners fading into darkness (2.0), black sheer stockings, semi-transparent, clinging lightly to her thighs and calves, accentuating her figure (1.8), natural pubic hair explicitly visible, full and thick, 1980s-style, fully covering her genital area (2.0), pubic hair blending naturally with the lighting, realistic texture and density (2.0), confident yet relaxed seated posture with back straight and hands lightly resting on the sofa’s edge (1.8), cinematic sculptural light interplay between her skin, the sofa leather, and the hardwood floor textures (2.0), timeless fine art aesthetic (2.0), cinematic elegance with warm directional lighting (2.0), moody and intimate atmosphere (2.0).

ElectricL
16 820

6 months ago

A futuristic museum hall filled with a soft, drifting haze of smoke. The entire space, including the walls and floor, is overwhelmingly white, almost disorienting in its purity. The ceiling is lined with long, continuous LED strips stretching across its entire surface. Their glow is partially absorbed by the swirling mist on the floor, creating an ethereal, diffused lighting effect. The room has no doors or windows, enhancing the surreal and otherworldly atmosphere. At the center of the space stands a minimalist glass display case. Inside, a breathtaking, floating female head is showcased, with bold red lips, editorial-style makeup, dramatic contouring, and shimmering metallic highlighter. She wears an extravagant avantgarde wig with black long textured hair with short fringe. The hair is black and has small metallic pins on it. Sculpted into futuristic, architectural shapes and intricate geometric designs. The head appears suspended in mid-air, as only the hair is fully visible, there is no body, just the striking, levitating form. Surrounding the display, elegantly dressed men and women in avant-garde, high-fashion futuristic attire stand in admiration, capturing the wig with their smartphones. Their outfits feature bold, sculptural silhouettes, reflective metallic fabrics, exaggerated shoulders, high-neck collars, intricate laser-cut details, and asymmetrical designs. Some wear visor-like glasses, glowing accessories, and gravity-defying structured garments. The bright flashes of their cameras reflect off the glass, creating a mesmerizing interplay of light. The scene carries an eerie yet mesmerizing surrealism, blending high fashion, advanced technology, and an air of mystery. The combination of futuristic aesthetics, editorial styling, and avant-garde fashion elements makes the composition feel like a high-end fashion editorial from a distant future.

Chorlo PRO
9 280

6 months ago

Abstract Full-Body Portrait of a Prostitute – Salvador Dalí (Late-Life Style, Singular Focus & Pure Surrealism) (Surrealism:1.7, Salvador Dalí late-life style:2.0, Dreamlike distortion:1.6, Hyperreal textures:1.5, Chiaroscuro contrast:1.4, Oil-painting brushstrokes:1.5, Organic fluidity:1.6, Metaphysical realism:1.4) A full-body surrealist portrait of a prostitute, painted in the unmistakable late-life style of Salvador Dalí, where dream logic dictates form and reality bends into its own subconscious reflection. She stands alone in the void, a lone figure frozen in motion yet melting into time itself. Her body is elongated but coherent, her limbs refined into one singular, fluid, organic motion, as if she is a sculpture made of half-formed candle wax, melting at the edges but never fully dissolving. Her face remains untouched by distortion, hyperreal and melancholic, eyes darkened with kohl, staring directly outward, unblinking, as if confronting time, fate, and the fabric of reality itself. A single strand of jet-black hair escapes from her carefully pinned curls, swaying in an invisible breeze. Her lips—painted a deep, blood-red—drip slightly at the edges, as if smeared by unseen hands, caught between seduction and sorrow. Her dress, a relic of the past, is a contradiction of luxury and decay, the hem transforming into thin wisps of smoke, curling and dispersing into the canvas. The fabric is stretched unnaturally, its folds elongating like the melted forms of Dalí’s classic clocks, one shoulder slipping in an eternal descent, never quite falling. The setting is an infinite, surreal landscape—a lonely street with no visible end, where shadows stretch longer than their owners, and the cobblestones appear to melt into liquid mercury. In the background, a large, antique pocket watch, twisted and partially submerged in the air, hangs frozen at an uncertain hour, its hands warped into elongated spirals. A single red rose, impossibly large and impossibly alive, hovers just behind her, its petals peeling away like fragments of forgotten love letters. The air feels thick, painted with visible brushstrokes, where light and shadow do not obey the laws of physics—instead, they bleed into one another, wrapping around her body in soft, liquid chiaroscuro, mimicking the curvature of a dream. She is not merely a woman but a symbol—of desire, of loss, of something slipping through time like sand through Dalí’s own fingers.

ElectricL
8 260