Low Energy
I did not want to do anything. These days, I have been keeping my room clean. I polished the mirror. I went to the bar My Way in the evening. I felt a slight sense of alienation, but Ruud gave me a beer. Why am I still living? What for? I was thinking about such endless questions while drinking. I had leftover curry sauce with instant rice. I added stir-fried sausage and mushrooms to it. I fell asleep around midnight.
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- Low Energy I did not want to do anything. These days, I keep cleaness my room. I polished a mirror. I went to the bar My Way in the evening. I felt slightly feeling of alienation but Ruud gave me a beer. Why am I still living? What for? I was thinking such a endless question while drinking. I had leftover curry sauce with an instant rice. I added stir-flied sausage and mushrooms on it. I fell asleep around midnight.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
