Broke Many Pieces of Pottery
My brain was not clear for the whole day. It was a very strange day. First, I broke a coffee saucer, and then I also broke a soup cup in the morning. I did the laundry. I finished four bento paintings. It was hard for me. I packed my things to go back to Japan. I did not want to go to bars or even drink alcoholic beverages. I cooked spaghetti for dinner. While I was eating it, I broke a glass. In total, I broke three pieces of pottery. It was the worst record of breakage in my life. Nothing felt right the whole day. I lay in bed just before 9 pm, but I was not able to sleep. It was a rare case because I usually do not sleep sober. I reflected on my life. I fell asleep just before midnight.
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- Broken Many Pottery My brain was not clear for a whole day. It was super odd day. First, I broke a coffee saucer and then a broke soup cup also in the morning. I did the laundry. I finished four bento paintings. It was hard for me. I did packing to go back to Japan. I did not want to go bars, even thought driking alcoholic drinks. I cooked spghetti for dinne. When I was eating it, I broke a glass. In total, I broke three potteries. It was the worst records in my life. I am completely unusual. I lie in the bed just before 9 pm but I was able to sleep. It was super case to sleep as I am sober. I considered my life. I fell asleep just before midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
