Had a nice, messy, colorful dream last night.
I was in an art studio with a lot of other people and the project was to paint huge white sheets of something (paper? fabric?)
I was on a budget so I got a special package of only 8 tubes of paint (everyone else had ~20) and started glopping it on. The "yellow" paint turned out to be orange with green and gold glitter; the brown was really dark red with silver flaking. I can't remember the other colors.
I slathered it several layers deep with a paint knife and then kept layering it on, but it didn't get nice crusty texture like acrylic paints, it just keep sinking into the surface.
No great meaning to this dream, except it reminded me of how fun it is to paint. It's not as if I ever developed great talent, but man, it feels good to get a canvas and just start piling on color!