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Daily AI Art Challenges Week of 5/26/26

I am having a blast generating a creative piece of art at least once a day as part of a new group I was invited to join of AI artists. The community is active, small enough to feel intimate, and wildly creative. The daily art challenge has been one of the first things I do in the morning and are providing a creative, joyful boost to the start of each day.

My first challenge was to generate something that included pyrography (the art of decorating natural materials by burning designs into their surface with a heated tool.) I am trying to do something unique or that contains a slight twist to challenge myself a little extra. I chose leather as the material, which was different from everyone else’s because they all used wood as their materials. And I featured a black cowgirl. I will note that AI has no idea how to render “chaps” and I had to describe what I wanted in detail. Some of the results were hilarious, but here is the final image I chose to submit.

5/26/26 “Cowgirl”

All images generated by Rebekah J. Marshall on Gencraft.

The next challenge was to create an image that shows a subject both directly and as seen through a lens, highlighting the contrast between raw reality and the captured perspective. The lens could be any type of lens: binocular, microscope digital camera, phone, etc. I knew what I wanted to do right away, but it was harder than I thought it would be. The model did not want to make the alien look into the microscope and wanted to put the inserted close up image in odd places. It took a while, but I finally got something I could use.

5/27/26 “The Specimens”

Then we were challenged to create an image with stained glass in it. Any theme, any style. I was determined to try to create something 3-D and moving. My first ideas were not looking good, but when I decided to try to start working with a flying bird, I was hooked. Each one got more and more beautiful and then I became determined to get the lighting right. The result was gorgeous.

5/28/26 “Flying Glass”

The next day we were challenged to create a version of a property space for Monopoly and include token pieces, houses, hotels, etc. And don’t forget to collect $200. I did not have much luck with creating only one property, so went with the entire game and made it for cats. I honestly kind of gave up on this one because I couldn’t get it to do what I wanted and didn’t have the time to commit to work with the model. It still turned out cute.

5/29/26 “Catopoly”

In honor of National Mint Julep Day, the next challenge was to create a cocktail (favorite, funny, magical, poison, etc.) I am sober and have not had a drink in almost 15 years, so I wanted to do something that would depict a cocktail as gross. The grossest thing I could think of were those Garbage Pail Kids cards that were popular when I was younger.

5/30/26 “Toxic Waste Punch”

And the last challenge of the week was to show something growing from a body, like flowers, vines, crystals, tree branches, light, wings, etc. I knew immediately what I wanted to do. It was really hard. Nothing looked right and I got frustrated with AI being stubborn, but we finally compromised and got something close to what I wanted.

5/31/26 “Growing Stars”

I am definitely going to keep doing these challenges because I’m having fun and enjoying using my creativity at the start of each day.

Here are some of the honorable mentions that did not get submitted, but turned out as pretty cool images:

Ferris Wheel Romance

All images created by Rebekah Marshall’s prompts using AI on Gencraft.com website.

holding hands in starlit silence
the slow-burn spark
of Ferris wheel romance

dizzy laughter tilt-a-whirl
electric heartbeats between
wonderstruck stolen glances

cotton candy carousels
and moon-drunk wishes
made on neon-glow stars

ring-tossed miracles spun
from sugar and candied apples
funhouse mirrors shaping reality

fairground glitter & funnel cake
calliope music & midway games
create heart-shaped memories

suspended between now & forever
hush of hope met by popcorn kisses
magic-dusted beginnings

merry-go-round of spinning lights
show silhouettes of happiness
between breaths & possibility

A Creative Moment

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/EoiCnf

I’m having a creative moment. The level of bliss I am experiencing is every creator’s dream. It is that moment when everything feels possible, and all synapses are firing and one idea sparks another. There are so many tabs open in my brain that I need to pause and write about it for a minute just to process the joy.

Let me begin by describing the tabs open on my computer…just for funsies. I have one open that is a bank of usernames I need for different creative tools I’m using that I access through my writing company’s browser. Yes, my best friend and I started a technical writing company. We have meetings and everything. They are on our calendar. We feel very grown up. I’m working on an ebook for our company’s portfolio that is about Data Privacy. It is too wordy, and Erica (my business partner) basically told me I must go back to the drawing board and turn all my wordiness into bullet points and sound bites and images and stuff because people don’t actually like to read all that. Sigh…

In other news, I have a tab open to my current obsession, Suno, where I create music from my lyrics or AI’s lyrics, or some combination of our poetic collaboration. I just wrote a prompt to create a French swamp blues song called “Vie triste”, which translates to “Sad Life.” AI made up this chorus and I love it so much.

And with every kiss
We say to ourselves (Ouch)
But without kisses
It’s worse
(Ouch again)

Before that, I generated a sort-of-Salsa song called “Qué rico me lo bailas.” I laughed out loud at Google Translate’s suggestion for the English title as “How delicious you dance it for me.” No, I don’t think that is quite the right interpretation of the meaning. ChatGPT explained that it implied a playful and flirtatious tone, with a focus on admiring someone’s dance moves and rhythm. That sounds more like the idea I was going for. Anyway, I hope it doesn’t say anything awkward in Spanish. Someone will have to let me know if it does.

On another tab, I have an art AI program open called Artistly, where I’m trying to generate an image of a dancer to be the album cover for the Salsa song. It is a new program for me, so I am watching videos to learn how to change the color of his shirt, make him stop pointing at the sky, fix his strangely formed hand, erase the stick he’s now holding for some reason, then add a background. The technology is super impressive. I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m figuring it out and having fun as I learn. And then I noticed that Suno already generated the perfect album cover. It is a picture of a bird shaking its tailfeathers. I see you AI. Very funny.

Suno AI generated based on my lyrics.

While my latest song is playing, which happens to be a Korean Bluegrass piece about an old married couple, I am working on art on my Gencraft website. One of my projects with my art is to train AI to be more diverse with body size, skin tone, hair texture, gender, disabilities, and age. I am currently trying to teach one model how to make a little black fairy have an afro instead of loose curls. It is basically arguing with me and struggling to understand.

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/aoPBmt

I am going to wrap up this blog post I am currently working on, then I plan to work a bit on a memoir I am ghostwriting for someone. Next, I will turn my focus to my own novel I am writing. If there is any time left, I will attempt to learn more about template creation for selling digital products on Etsy using a new template website I am learning how to navigate called Templett. I have started a store and am trying to fill it with unique, creative digital art and templates for people to download. There is so much I want to do and not enough hours in the day! When can I read any of my hundreds of books waiting for my attention? When can I get back to any one of my novels I’ve started to write, but not finished? When can I work on my coding classes online to make myself more marketable in tech? And I do have a real job where I work 8 hours in front of a computer with AI every day.

The reality of all this is that most of it was not possible until right now. AI was not advanced enough to be at the stage where engineers needed my help to train them with language. My job was not possible a few years ago. I am not an artist and do not enjoy attempting to create art with my hands, but for the first time in the history of ever, my words can be transformed into beautiful images by AI through collaboration. I love music and can read music, but do not have the time or musical skills on multiple instruments to create the music I am imagining to accompany my lyrics. This new technology did not exist until now. This is a new opportunity for word-creatives like me to express ourselves in a whole new way. And I am here for it.

Garage Sale Queen

(Poem 209 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/e5Uldp

One person’s junk is
another person’s treasure,
or so I’ve been told by those
who love garage saling.

Hunting for a steal is
the name of the game;
if you’re brave enough to play,
you might just get hooked.

A hover board for free,
though no way to charge it.
Harry Potter jelly beans,
if you like the taste of vomit.

Bring a wad of cash;
dollar bills are the best.
Don’t be shy about haggling;
your prize will be the experience.

@Home Studio – 209th poem of the year (My granddaughter Queen Charlotte went garage saling with my Great Aunt Eva, who is the real garage sale queen.)

Runner ups for the Garage Sale Queen photos to accompany my poem:

Playing in the Creek

(Poem 188 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/uVDhyu

I remember the sound of cicadas
as we found frogs in the mud on the
banks of the creek we weren’t really
supposed to be playing in because
my father was certain we were going
to somehow drown in the three feet
of water that trickled and pooled
and invited us siren-like to the middle.
I remember pretending to like fishing
because my older cousin Tim was
collecting worms, and I wanted him
to think I was mature for a little girl
and not squeamish at all about the
wriggling, squirming, slippery, slimy
bits that had to be impaled tip to tail.
I remember the grown-ups always
sitting around sipping sweet tea in
the most boring looking way and
doing nothing but talking and eating
and occasionally laughing or yelling
at one of us to shut the door or quit
coming in and out, and I was certain
I would never want to sit around like
them and be boring when I grew up.

@Home Studio – 188th poem of the year

Runner ups for the Creek photos to accompany my poem:

Watermelon Sugar

(Poem 178 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

Photographs taken by Charlotte Sullivan & Rebekah Marshall 6/10/24

I love the taste of
my watermelon sugar
straight from the green rind.

@Home Studio – 178th poem of the year

Runner ups for the Watermelon Sugar photos to accompany my poem:

Trampoline

(Poem 155 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/mUyD9x

What goes up
might come down,
depending on the
amount of fun
being had by the
bouncers involved,
the relative weight
of giggles to the
equal and opposite
force of carefree-ness
being exerted,
tempered only by
the exuberant joy
of breathless
collapse.

@Home Studio – 155th poem of the year

Runner ups for the Trampoline photos to accompany my poem:

70 is the New 50

(Poem 116 for 2024 – I am writing a poem a day)

AI Generated image I prompted on Gencraft.com https://gencraft.ai/p/96djvD

70 is the new 50.
Bike, climb, hike, romance;
the world is your oyster,
the sky the limit.
You can smell the roses
and shoot for the moon,
throw your hat in the ring
and take the bull by the horns.
So, bite the bullet,
but don’t break a leg
because the ball’s in your court,
and it’s time to sing your own praises.
You make your own destiny,
for nothing is set in stone.
Since all bets are off,
pull out all the stops,
make a castle in the sky,
and do everything on your bucket list.

@Home Studio – 116th poem of the year

Runner ups for the Granny Fun photos to accompany my poem: