Cold Road At Night
After work, I went to Mitsuwa mart as usual. I got chicken bento, snacks and so on. It was around $25. I went back home by bicycle. I felt cold and emptiness. I thought I have limited time to live in the US, during that time I thought, “What can I do? What should I do?” I arrived home then I had dinner. It was just food for me because it is not fun. I devoured them like an animal. I went to bed at 9 p.m. I read books for an hour.
Heads-up! These aren't journal entries – they're crafted essays written in English.
Thoughtful, personal, and cross-cultural.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
