Flowing My Life
I only went out to buy sparkling water yesterday. Other than that, I worked in the living room. My dad yawned and then slept while snoring in front of me. I wondered how boring the elder people’s lives are. It seems as if he is just waiting to die. I had simmered potatoes with whale’s meat etc. I went to bed at around 8 p.m. because I have lessons the next day, furthermore, I want to sleep forever and ever. Real life is empty.
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- Flowing My Life I only went out to buy sparkling water yesterday. Orher than that, I worked at living room. My elder dad had yawn and then slept with snoring in front of me. I wondered how boring the elder people's life. It looks like that he just waiting to die. I had simmered potatos with whale's meat etc. I went to bed at around 8 p.m. because I have lessons next day, furthermore, I want to sleep forever and ever. Actual life is empty.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
