
Deep Sorrow
I woke up at just 9am. I cooked veggie soup. I was under the weather, so I laid down in bed almost the whole day. All I did was read books. My dinner started before 5pm. These were fried egg, boiled sausage, raw lettuce, croissant and carbonara spaghetti. While eating them, I watched a Japanese movie, “Shoplifters”. The actors’ acting was fascinating. It made me cry. I got a message from Jan, who said they were going cycling this Sunday. I asked if I could join, and he said I was welcome. I went to bed around 9pm. I read a book, “Death” (The Open Yale Courses Series). I felt literally lonely.
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- Deep Sorrow I woke up at just 9am. I cooked veggie soup. I was under the weather so I laid down on the bed for almost a whole day. I only did reading books. My dinner started before 5pm. These were fried egg, boiled sausages, raw lettus, croissant and carbonara spaghetti. While eating them, I watched Japanese movie Shoplifters. The actors' acting were fascinating. It made me cried. I got a message from Jan who are going to go to cycling this Sunday. I asked can I join it, he said welcome. I went to bed around 9pm. I read book Death (The Open Yale Courses Series). I felt literally loneliness.

Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.