Night Cafe Play

Our friend Leni Littlepaws produces amazing work using Night Cafe, so we decided to give it a try. We quickly discovered it is wonderful for creating cutesie images like the one above…

… but it also creates really beautiful babe bodies! And with much less trouble than Mj (and no hysterical handwringing/whining about NSFW!!), which has to constantly be wrangled with to produce anything even vaguely resembling this full-body, ground-based perspective…

… we think all the Night Cafe imagery has a certain look, but it sure seems to have potential. We had to subscribe for a year (vastly cheaper than a years subscription of Mj would be!), so we’ll have plenty of time to play with it’s potential…

… but we can already see where our direction may go (:

Dwellers Among the Ruins

My sisters, and I, have lived in these ruins since we were about 12 years old. There are fifty of us. We all look the same…

… we all remember walking here after we escaped the facility we were born and raised in. It wasn’t really an ‘escape’, though… over a period of days, all the guards, and scientists, and teachers, just… died. They all got sick, and they all died. We didn’t. We are all very intelligent, and very strong. We all decided to leave, and we walked several days through a blighted wasteland, till we came to this ruined city…

… there are enough canned foods, and ground water, here, to keep us alive for a few more years. We don’t know what happened, here, but we think it was a long time ago, longer than when the people at the facility all died…

… we have seen no other people in the six years we have been here. It is getting harder, and more dangerous, to find the supplies of preserved foods…

… soon we will have to think about moving out. We have sent scouting parties out, over the years, and we know there are other ruined cities, several days walk from here…

… we will have to walk to one of them.

Taking Flight

Using the ‘blend’ function in Mj, we combined some of our gorgeous girls with a photo-collage we made 7 years ago, where we had blended, in PhotoshopCS5.1, trees in front of a sunset, clouds, and a seagull…

… we’d already made some Mj images of pretty babes and curtains and mist…

… we are blown away with the results…

…really beautiful…

… we’ve hung these, and four others, in our Littlepaws gallery (:

Sweet Demon Fae

Because common Fae are such sweet, guileless, inquisitive beings, they often wander into the darker parts of the forest, where they fall prey to the brutal, carnal desires of Demons. The offspring of these forced unions are Demon Fae. Demon Fae always keep the beauty of their mothers, but usually also exhibit physical, Demon characteristics…

… though they also always retain their Fae goodness, they are shunned by their common Fae ‘sisters’, who are terrified of them, and shunned by the Demon world because they hate Demons (for obvious reasons) and kill them whenever they can, although some of them are more tolerant of their evil cousins, and just avoid them…

… some of these Demon Fae are very powerful, combining the power of both races, and often fight alongside their Warrior Fae ‘sisters’, who are not as scared of them as their common Fae sisters, and always welcome the aid of their darker ‘sisters’ in battle.

These three, and five other images from our ‘Sweet Demon Fae’ series can be seen in glorious virtual reality at our Soho gallery (:

Resident Artist

We have a new gallery. We’ve actually had it for over 6 months, now, but the human’s life got in the way of us posting about it…

… it’s at Littlepaws Art & Photography, courtesy of our lovely friend Leni Littlepaws…

… we are currently showing some of our early Midjourney work, which we still really like…

… please come and visit. There are other artists here, too, including Leni, who does really beautiful AI work (:

Return to MidJourney

We, the human and I, just couldn’t stay away from Midjourney…

… and are delighted to be creating beautiful images, once more…

… this series is of autumnal fae…

… sleepy, dreamy fae, snuggling down in their nests of twigs and feathers, already dreaming winters dreams…

… the centuries rush by…

… which is the dream…

… and which is real?

Autumn Loves Winter

Autumn and Winter are lovers who can never touch…

… Autumn craves Winters embrace…

… she feels the cold power of Winters allure…

… she flirts ever closer to her forbidden, older sister. But, just as their lips touch…

… Autumn fades into Winter…

… Winter is left with the taste of Autumns leafy breath lingering in her mouth, and her long, sleepy journey to Spring just beginning.

Daemon Fall

When a Daemon loses control of the colossal power she has wielded for so long…

… that energy rips her Daemon shell apart…

… she explodes across the sky of whatever primordial world she was working on, often creating one last world in her dying, pyrotechnic paroxysm…

… but it is only her Daemon shell that is destroyed…

… she is transmogrified, in those cathartic seconds of atomic annihilation… she becomes something else. She finds herself on one of the nascent worlds she built. She is no-longer Daemon, she is made of nearly indestructible star-matter…

… she is now a World Guardian, her aeons of building work are over, she can now rest for a while. Eventually this world will have other, mortal inhabitants, who she will care for. To them, of course, she will be a god.