Welcome to Closer,
A weekly experiment in AI interpretation: I share a photo, ask AI to describe it, then generate an image from that description. This is edition #015. Prompts are in grey boxes. Descriptions are in italics.
Chat gave me six different Prompt Styles and we're trying them all on the same image over the upcoming weeks. Last week was the first experiment. It was hilariously bad. Fingers crossed for this week.
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LLM models used
GPT-4o for prompt engineering, image interpretation, and image generation.
The input with Prompt Style: Interpretive + Poetic
Purpose: Invite creative reinterpretation for your next-gen image generation.
The output
It feels like the kind of dream that unfolds in slow motion, warm and weightless.
The water cradles everything—the man, the dogs, the silence. You're not sure how you arrived, but the sea is soft turquoise glass and the sky is brushed with gentle strokes of pale blue and cloud. A white boat floats nearby, still and loyal, its twin engines like guardians standing watch. The American flag drapes lazily in the breeze, more a symbol of place than politics.
The man’s laughter doesn’t make a sound, but you can feel it. It pulses out from the corners of his eyes, in the easy way his arm rests on the floating dog, like they've done this a hundred times before. The dogs are calm—almost human in their presence—as if they know they are loved, as if they remember other dreams just like this one.
Everything is sun-drenched, but not blinding. The light is low and golden, like late afternoon in a world without clocks. The horizon stretches endlessly, promising nothing and asking for nothing.
This scene tells the story of a life lived without urgency. Of someone who has learned to anchor joy in simple rituals: a swim, a boat, a pair of dogs who never ask why. It’s a quiet dream, not because it lacks meaning, but because it doesn’t need to explain itself. It just is.
And when you wake, you’ll miss the silence most. The kind that only exists when everything belongs.
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