A Compressed Day
I woke up just before 5 am yesterday. I cooked fried rice for me and my mom in the morning. I wrote my diary in English, edited photos for my self-portrait drawings, developed websites, and did painting. I spent all my energy actually. Such hectic days will continue for more three months but you know, we have to die even busy or free. The dinner was sukiyaki. It was nice but my father’s attitude was bad. His eating way is messy. Generally speaking, getting older is adding calmness to you but his behavior doesn’t seem to be improving. I got into bed around 9 pm and read a book a bit.
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- A Compressed Day I woke up just before 5am yesterday. I cooked fried rice for me and my mom in the morning. I did writing a diary in English, editing photos for my self-portrait drawings, developing web sites, and did painting. I spent all my energy actually. Such hectic days will continue more three months but you know, we have to die even busy or free. The dinner was sukiyaki. It was nice but my father's attitude was bad. His eating way is dirty. Generally speaking, getting older is adding calm for you but his behavior is not looks improve. I got into bed around 9pm and read a book a bit.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
