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Prompt: (art nouveau style), painting of a Jean-Baptiste Monge woman, muted color scheme, ethereal ambiance, portrait emerging from a moon, one leg extending out of the frame, other leg intricately positioned within the frame, captivating expression, enchanting details, soft textures, dreamlike composition, harmonious contrast, high quality, ultra-detailed craftsmanship, mystical lighting.
vicente pereira

vicente pereira

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(art nouveau style), painting of a Jean-Baptiste Monge woman, muted color scheme, ethereal ambian...Show more
Width: 1024
Height: 1024
Scale: 7
Steps: 25
Seed: 606312245
Sampler: DPM++ 2M SDE Karras

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