Broken Wine Glasses
I woke up around 11:30 am. I skipped my Dutch class. I thought that I had used up my social energy the previous day at an opening reception for a showcase, so I felt tired. I continuously managed my assets. They were stable, but I do not know what will happen in the future. On the way to the bar My Way, I stopped by a bottle collection point and threw away wine bottles and two broken wine glasses. I broke a wine glass two days in a row. I visited a second hand shop and bought a new wine glass. It was only €0.5. At the bar, there was only one customer, Ruud. He did not seem very drunk and did not seem to be in a good mood. However, we bought each other a drink and said Kanpai. I had spaghetti for dinner. It was not very tasty, and it took too long to boil.
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- Broken Wine Glasses I woke up around 11:30 am. I skipped Dutch class. I wondered the previous day, I used up my social energy at an opening reception at a showcase so I felt tired. I handled my asset continuously. It was stable but I do not know happend in the future. On the way to the bar My Way, I stopped by a bin collection point and threw away wine bottles and two broken wine glasses. I broke a wine glass two days in a row. I visited a second hand shop and got a new wine glass. It was only €0.5. At the bar, there is only customer, Ruud. It seemed he was not much drunk and not in a good mood. However, we gave a drink each other and said Kanpai! I had spaghetti for dinner. It was not so tasty and it was too long to boil.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
