Cooking Bento As Artwork
I visited a ward office then got a kind of medical checkup in the morning. I have no problem. I went to a supermarket and chose the ingredients for bento artwork. I cooked bento; it consisted of fried shrimp, simmered bamboo shoot, etc. I prepared two bentos for my parents, not for me. I visited a public bath. I returned home without stopping by any bars. I had leftover bento dishes for dinner. It was the first time for a week or more having dinner with my parents together. I argued with my dad about politics. I hate his narrow and outdated way of thinking. I fell asleep around 10:30pm.
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- Cooking Bento As an Artwork I went to a ward office then get a kind of medical checkup in the morning. I have no problem. I went to a supermarket and chose the ingredients for bento artwork. I cooked bento, it consisted fried shrimp, simmered bamboo shoot, etc. I prepared two bentos for my parents not to me. I visited a public bath. I returned home without stopping by any bars. I had leftover bento dishes for dinner. It was the first time for a week or more having dinner with my parents together. I argued with my dad about politics. I hate his narrow and outdated way of thinking. I fell asleep around 10:30pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
