so I was painting an oil painting of a beautiful autumn landscape: there was a river in the middle with clear silverish water reflecting and shining the first early sunrays on the water, the stream was calm and transported red and orange leaves on it's side... around the river there was a forest, with all kinds of leaf trees, they were all colorful, some brown, yellow, red and the last few green ones... on this river there was a little wooden boat, in that boat there were a few people, maybe 4 or 5, they all had brown long hair and brown eyes, some were men, some were women, maybe even some in between, all i remember is the beautiful wavy brown hair that reacher their shouldersthe painting was beautiful, and since i recently learned some new things about color theory i did really well at mixing the colors in a way that makes semse together, also the oil painting came together very realistic, like a renaissance painting by da Vinci someone told me that painting was beautiful and it was a woman in her 40s with a selfknitted woolen sweater.. she told me she had a shop of croshet and knitted things she made and she can show me and of course i said yes her shop wasn't like i expected on the inside of a building- it was on the outside, in an old village with brick houses and a bridge over a small river... there were flowers on each window still and flower pots all around the place but the clothes werent all organized together in piles or rows, they were scattered all around the place, some were on tree branches, some were sitting on the wall of the bridge, some were just laying on a chair outside i looked through the pieces, they were really well made, cozy and not scratchy at all, most of them were of a greenish color, or brown, or green and brown striped... they all looked very similar to the thing i knitted that my aunt is helping me with i told her that my aunt was finishing a similar one for me so i didnt need to buy one (i also didn't have money on me) the lady said it's ok, i can go back to psinting, so i did, this time i started a new oil painting, the first one was finished there was those same brown haired people, they were sitting in a cabin of dark wood, on a bench... it was a 2 point perspective, i could see the closest man sitting at the table on it's edge and from there the row of people on each side (like viewing the table from 1 of it's edge)... they had cups of hot tea in their hand and were dressed for the winter, they were chatting and just seemed to be having a good time... they seemed a bit tired and outside a window on the back I painted a snowy landscape, covering most of the forest ground, the light was shining through the window giving the whole scene a golden hue (is that a word?) and there was an other scene with the sweater lady but i dont remember what we talked about, i think she helped me find something i lost
Date: night of 01/12/2023