Meeting a Dutch Gallerist
I was supposed to attend the Dutch class, but I felt dull, so I was absent. It was a rainy day, and I did not want to go out; however, I had a plan to meet a Dutch gallerist. I visited Zaandam and walked about 20 minutes to the gallery, Play Room. When I entered the gallery, a dog approached me, which scared me very much. Anyway, I introduced some of my representative works. The gallerist, Jeroen, showed interest and gave me compliments. He said he would give me a chance to show my artworks at an exhibition. After that, I visited a bar where I had been before, maybe a year ago. I then moved to another bar. I came back home and cooked hot pot for dinner. I fell asleep around 10 pm.
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- Meeting a Dutch Gallerist I supposed to attend the Dutch class but I was dull so I absent it. It was a rainy day so I did not want to go out, however; I had a plan meeting a Dutch Gallerist. I visited Zaandam then I walked about 20 minutes to the gallery, Play Room. When I entered the gallery, a dog approached me so I was scared very much. Anyway, I introduced some my representative work series. The gallerist, Joroen showed his interest and gave me compliments. He would give me a chance to show my artworks at an exhibition. After that, I visited a bar where I visited before, maybe, it was a years ago. I moved to another bar also. I came back home then cooked hot pot for dinner. I fell asleep around 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.
