Feeling Distant
I worked for a client even though it was a weekend. I found many pillow cases in my room which my landlord stored in plastic cases. I washed them and my clothes. After 6pm, I visited a bar, My Way. On the way to there, I met an elder couple, Bernard. I drunk a bottle of beer and vodka-based liqueur. There were some acquaintances but no one talked to me. I felt a bit weird atmosphere. I hope it was just my imagination. I dropped by Deka Markt to get food. I found a discounted chicken leg. I cooked it and miso flavored ramen noodles for dinner. I fell asleep just after 11pm.
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- Feeling Distant I worked for a client even though on weekend. I founded many pillow cases in my room which my landlord stored in plastic cases. I washed them and my clothes. After 6pm, I visited a bar, My Way. On the way to there, I met an elder couple, Bernard. I drunk a bottle of beer and vodka based liqueur. There were some acquaintances but no one talked to me. I felt a bit weird atmosphere. I hope it would be my imagination. I dropped by Deka Markt to get food. I founded the chicken leg was discounted. I cooked it and miso flavored ramen noodles for dinner. I fell asleep just after 11pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
