After 1-2 hours of generating terrible concepts, I finally landed on the idea of a cat reading books on how do cat stuff, including manipulating humans. Fun! Started with maybe 30 “cats in chairs” renders in #stablediffusion to get ideas:
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I liked the cat face in the first one but would need to hand edit the body to add a book so we could see the title. Then I decided I wanted him on a couch, not a chair, to make seeing his pile of books easier. But first I edited the prompt to give me library ideas:
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Now I needed a couch. Did a quick google(!!) this time to even get my head around what I was trying to describe. First time in all my #promptography that I did that! Weird experience. Found and image, which led to a new prompt for a couch:
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Composite time in #PhotoShop. Just needed to get all the elements on the screen in one shot, however bad. Rember, the goal is to create a reference to draw over. Here is what I came up with as the overall baseline concept. Rough but that is the point:
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I’ve got a rough drawing now in good shape. The #cat got flipped horizontally and was mostly hidden by the book. Legs and tail added: 6/10 
Let’s add some wash behind everything pen & ink to get that authentic look going:
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Now, let’s push the background ink, but not the wash, further back to emphasize the foreground. I drew the library on a different layer than the couch so it was just a transparency setting in #procreate: 8/10 
Final touch – let’s vignette it to give it that authentic New Yorker Cartoon vibe (the goal from the start) and we are done! #newyorkercartoons: 9/10 
And that is the whole story! There are tools coming shortly (looking at you @artbreeder that could further optimize this process and make it more creative/exploratory at the same time. It’s a new dawn for #illustration creators… 
(2/8) “Let me try and read what the little thing here…oh shoot took another one. how am I doing this?” 
(3/8) “Oh, I see. Capacitive picture button, ok. Let’s see…here is my lunch! Instagram eat your heart out…” 
(4/8) “Now let’s flip this…oops DAAANNGG it just took a hard fall..C’mere you little thing…kinda slick there aren’t you…” 
(5/8) “Let me try and show you what I’m working on, got a great new arti…HONEY! PERFECT TIMING geee I told you I was doing a shoot! Get going…go!” 
(6/8) “Ok, we are going to get some good shots. Ah, here comes Felix! So cute right in my face, this will be a good shot…hold it Felix. Felix. Felix wait…oh Felix…” 
(7/8) “Great, now there is someone at the door. I think it’s the UPS guy. Might have to sign for this BRB 5.” 
(8/8) “I’m back, yeah had to sign for something expensive. K, last shot. Let me show you an apple tree in full bloom ready to harvest! 1…2…WWHHATTT!! What are the chances of getting a shot of lightning striking my tree!!! Gotta go!! Will post again ASAP!” 
(9/8) “BONUS: Here is the box. My apple tree is gone forever but thanks for stopping by.” 
Two bunnies named Zoof and Floz went into the woods to play. “Let’s run!”, said Zoof. (1/23) 
They were enjoying themselves, running with all their heart, to and fro across the forest floor. “Faster, faster!”, Floz said to Zoof. (2/23) 
But Floz was faster than Zoof, and he ran so fast that Zoof couldn’t see where he went.
(3/23) 
Zoof ran and ran but he could not find Floz. He slowed down and began searching for him, thinking perhaps Floz fell in the undergrowth and roots of the forest floor. (4/23) 
Zoof looked everywhere he could think of. He looked and looked and looked until… (5/23) 
…he couldn’t look anymore. (6/23) 
Zoof wandered over root and rock, until he heard a voice: “Who goes there?” Zoof looked up and saw an owl. “It’s me, Zoof”, he said. “I’m looking for my friend Floz. Have you seen him, Mr. Owl”? Mr. Owl said “No, but friend fox in the pine woods might. Ask him.” (7/23) 
Zoof pressed on through the pine woods. It was starting to get late. (8/23) 
He found friend fox, told him what the old owl said, and asked him where he might find his friend. “I don’t know, but the old tortoise through the mushroom glen can certainly tell you more.” “Thank you friend fox!”, he said. Zoof shook his hind legs and pressed on. (9/23) 
The mushroom glen was calm and quiet. The forest floor was very soft, beckoning him to sleep, but this made him unsettled. “I’ve got to find the tortoise soon!”, he thought to himself. “Floz might need help!” (10/23) 
Soon, Zoof came to the home of the tortoises and asked the old tortoise if he had seen Floz. “He came through here, down this tunnel. But this goes through the thorny moor. But if you press on, you’ll find the big tree and wise eagle. But hurry — night is here!” (11/23) 
So Zoof went into the tunnel, full of apprehension. (12/23) 
The tunnel emerged in the thorny moor, just as tortoise said, and the thorns were very close at first. (13/23) 
The thorns got closer and closer until they pricked him. Zoof was in full despair not only for Floz’s life but now perhaps even his own. (14/23) 
And suddenly, Zoof came into a clearing. He stood up a bit and looked around. At first, he saw nothing, but as his eyes adjusted to the moonlight, he saw a large tree. “That’s it!”, he said. With renewed energy, he pressed on. (15/23) The big tree was twisted and majestic, threatening and comforting, at the same time. “I have to get a rest, but I’d be better off in the tree than out here in the cold”, thought Zoof. (16/23) 
Zoof climbed the tree and putting aside any thoughts, instantly fell into a deep but fitful sleep. No sooner had he started having a dream, when he heard a terrible screech and an angry voice that said “Get out of my tree!” (17/23) 
Startled, Zoof jumped down and cowered at the foot of the tree. “I’m sorry Mr. Eagle, but the tortoise said you would know where my friend Floz has gotten to!” “Indeed I do! Follow the dark stream that flows from the roots here. Stay by it, and make haste. Leave!” (18/23) 
Zoof promptly sped off, following all the bends and curves of the dark stream, not straying an inch to the left or right, as the eagle demanded. “Floz, I hope you are OK after all this!”, thought Zoof. He went on like this for hours and miles. (19/23) 
Suddenly, on the bend near an embankment where two trees tapped their roots to drink from the dark stream, Zoof found Floz sleeping. “Floz!”, said Zoof. “Zoof!”, said Floz. And they did the customary rabbit greeting of running in circles. (20/23) 
“But what happened to you!”, asked Zoof “That, my friend, I will tell you about on our way home!”, said Floz. “Shall we take the backroads, or this highway!”, said Floz, gesturing to the brick path they stumbled upon. “Definitely this highway!”, said Zoof (21/23) 
So Zoof and Floz, reunited, at last, began the long journey home. Floz began to tell his story about the owl, the fox, the tortoise, the terrible eagle, and Floz listened, shaking his head. And then Floz said, “Zoof, you won’t believe my story!”
(22/23) Here we leave off until we meet on the rabbit trail with another Bunny Tale again! (23/23) 
So much extra watermelon at the Watermelonville Fair that year… (2 of 10) 
…we had all kinds of watermelon coming across the channel, just coming up out of the water everywhere… (3 of 10) 
…we couldn’t have known this strain of watermelon was airborne, and it grew on stucco, cedar shingles, etc. it spread quickly… (4 of 10) 
…so the baker thought it would be a good idea to scare it off his building with a little fire. he wasn’t thinking straight, driven temporarily mad by the destruction the watermelon were wreaking, and then… (5 of 10) 
…so the baker thought it would be a good idea to scare it off his building with a little fire. he wasn’t thinking straight, driven temporarily mad by the destruction the watermelon were wreaking, and then… (6 of 10) 
…everything started to catch fire. Who knew watermelon was so flammable, not to mention the humble homes. And it got worse by the minute… (7 of 10) 
…it was as if the whole town was going up in watermelon flames, while whole buildings contorted in the heat into unnatural, impossible shapes… (8 of 10) 
…the whole city was engulfed in the fiery sweet smell of roasted watermelon and cedar shingles roasted to perfection… (9 of 10) 
…with night approaching there was simply nothing left to do, but make sure the bears no longer had access to matches in the former town of Watermelonville. RIP. (10 of 10) 
Step 4: But we’ve got some great shots and some ideas I’m going to grab and composite from these images out of the 20 I generated from the prompt and variations: 
