Meeting With a Dutch Artist
I went to Amsterdam around 3 pm. It was my first time there in several months. The city was crowded. I thought I preferred staying in a calm place. I met Henri at Arti et Amicitiae. We talked about the plan for a large group showcase. His expressions were sometimes confusing because we have a language barrier. We talked for over an hour. After that, I visited a bar. They had numerous types of beer, but I felt that the large number of choices was exhausting. I realized that I am changing—what I feel, what I love—day by day. I returned to my village before 8 pm. I stopped by a supermarket to get dinner. I had discounted packaged salad, bread, and instant noodles at home. I fell asleep around 11 pm.
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- Meeting With A Dutch Artist I went to Amsterdam around 3 pm. It was the first time since over several months there. The city was packed. I thought that I prefere to stay calming place. I met Henri at Arti et Amicitiae. We talked about the plan of big group showcase. His expression was sometimes confusing because we habe a language barrier. We talked over an hour. After that, I visited the bar. They have numerous types of beer but I felt, large number of choices made me exhausting. I realized that I am changing, what I feel, what I love, day by day. I returned my village before 8 pm. I stopped by a supermarket to get dinner. I had packed discounted salad, bread, and instant noodles at home. I fell asleep around 11 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
