Lost My Ballpoint Pen
It was my last night in Hanoi. I spent the entire day in my hotel room. During this stay in Vietnam, I had been completely unproductive because I had not been feeling well. I asked the hotel reception to fix the Wi-Fi connection, but their response was slow, which irritated me. In the evening, I visited a craft beer bar again. After that, I went to a local restaurant near my hotel. When I left, I realized that my Lamy ballpoint pen was missing from my pocket. I returned to the hotel, but then went out again to look for it. I asked a member of the restaurant staff if they had found a pen like mine, but they had not. I walked along the road, searching for it, but in the end, I could not find it. I had lost it several times before, but I had always managed to find it again, so I felt a kind of bond with the pen. However, now our bond is gone. I guess everything eventually disappears, right? I had some stuffed bread in my hotel room and went to bed just after 10 pm.
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- Lost My Ball Point Pen It was the last night staying in Hanoi. I spent my hotel room for a whole day. This time staying Vietnam, I had completel unproductive due to under the weather or so. I asked to fix wi-fi connection to a hotel reception. Their responce was slow so it made me irritated. In the evening, I visited a craft beer shop again and again. After that, I visited a local restaurant where located in near from my staying hotel. When I left there, I realized that I my Lamy ball point pen did not in my pocket. I returned the hotel but I went out to seach my ball point pen again. I asked to the restanrat staff member if they found such a pen but they did not. I walked with searching on the load but in the end, could not find it. I had lost several times it but I found it every time so I felt kind of a bond with pen. However, right now, our bond has gone. I know every thing will vanish, right? I had a stuffed bread in the hotel room and I went to bed just after 10 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
