King’s Day
It was King’s Day in the Netherlands, so it was a public holiday. However, I spent the day as if it were an ordinary one. I received a message from a Japanese client. It annoyed me, and I wished they would just disappear. In the evening, I visited the bar Stiefel. People were wearing orange items. I had a hot sandwich. The bar owner, Maria was wearing an orange flower garland around her neck. I told her it looked beautiful, and she gave me the same one. I wore it for the whole night in the end. I met Inge and her husband. She is a neighbor, and she asked if Jan was okay. She gave me a beer. I then moved to the bar My Way. There were few customers at first, but more people gradually gathered. Bart invited me to his table and gave me a beer, a cigarette, and so on. There were six or seven people at the table, and I enjoyed it very much. I drank and left just after 9 pm without saying anything. I cried before going to sleep. I felt a sense of emptiness.
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- The King`s day It was The Dutch King`s day so it was a public holiday in The Netherlands. However, I spent a day as a normal day. I got an message from a Japanese client. It was annoying and I hope they are swipe out. In the evening, I visited the bar Stiefel. Peple are wearing Orange item. I had hot sandwiches. The bar owner Maria weared orange flower neckless. I said beautiful and she gave me the same one. I wear it for a whole night, in the end. I met Inge and his husband. She is a neibour and she asked if Jan is okay. She gave me beer. I moved to the bar My Way. There were few customers but the people were gathering gradually. Bart invited me their table and gave me a beer, cigarret and so forth. There were 6 or 7 people on the table and I enjoyed very much. I drunk and left just after 9 pm without notice. I cried before sleeping. I felt emptiness or something.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
