Finishing a New Painting
I finished a painting of a bento. For the past three months, I have been living an extremely lazy life in Hiroshima, Japan. Around 3 pm, I went to a convenience store with my mom to withdraw some cash. It was a rainy day. Some elementary school children were on their way home. My mom entrusted me with some money to invest. At the entrance, we happened to meet Nomura-san. After that, I visited Cafe Yamaneko and read some books. Then, I went to Bar Nagomi. I visited both places three days in a row. I returned home and had dinner with my parents. I talked with my mom, but I did not say a word to my father. I went to bed around 10 pm because I had to wake up earlier than usual to attend an English class.
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- Finishing A New Painting I finished a bento painting. Past three months, in Japan, Hiroshima, I had super insufficient furtheremore, lazy life. Around 3 pm, I went to a convenience store to withdraw cash with my mom. It was a rainy day. An elementary school's children were going back to their home. She deposited me some cash. At the entrance of there, we met Nomura-san by chance. After that, I visited the cafe Yamaneko and read books. I moved to the bar Nagomi. I visited those places three days in a row. I returned home and had dinner with my parents. I talked with my mom but my father no words. I went to bed around 10 pm becaue I had to wake up earlier than usual to attend an English class.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
