A pink lotus bud with green leaves and many water droplets on it, a blurred background, depth of field, macro photography, natural light, high-definition photography, Chinese style, Chinese landscape painting, green background, green lotus leaf decoration, lotus pond, fresh color tone. Close-up with a focusing lens, beautiful lotus flowers are in full bloom in the valley. The beautiful flowers are in full bloom, with lotus petals and dewdrops hanging down from above. Green lotus petals. Beautiful nature. High resolution. Realistic photography. This flower is pink. One small bud is facing upwards, and two buds are hanging down.
An artwork of a calm pond at twilight, where lotus leaves overlap in lush layers. Small fish swim beneath, their movements catching the fading light. A single figure in a rowboat drifts, holding a lantern that casts a soft glow. In the style of J.M.W. Turner, the painting is ethereal and tranquil.
Dalmatian print pattern on a white background, rendered in black ink.
Minimalist sage green background, subtle grainy texture, clean aesthetic, cluster of small white daisies in the bottom right, delicate pearl accents in the center, soft light diffusion.
A high-quality 3D cartoon-style top-down view showing two pairs of hands, one large adult male and one small child (light skin), working together with cookie dough on a cozy kitchen table, with flour, heart and star-shaped cookie cutters, warm lighting, soft details, in Pixar style.
A non-material perception, relational currents unbound, no objects, just tides of intent and trajectory, invisible forces weaving with memory’s ghosts, shapes that never form, built from silence’s pressure, the grain of forgetting, and ideas unborn, no colors, only shadow spectrums, unreal hues, and awareness-sharpened contrast, meaning’s fluid reality, abstract, surreal, cinematic.
A perception unbound by matter, a hallucinatory weave of relational pulses, no objects, only tides of purpose and direction, invisible forces tangling with memory’s echoes, shapes dissolving before they are, made of silence’s weight, textures of loss, and thoughts never born, no colors, only spectral glimmers, unreal tones, and contrast from awareness, meaning’s liquid flow, abstract, surreal, cinematic.
Fat cat
A Sunday afternoon at the Island of the Grande Jatte
