Sunny Day Sunday
It was a quite warm day. I concentrated on working until 2:30 p.m. During that time, my three nephews had come. Their loud step sound reached from downstairs to upstairs. Anyway, I went out then I wandered around Yokogawa station. I visited to an izakaya. I had five or six glasses of drinks but I didn’t get drunk because the drinks’ alcoholic percentage was low. I wanted to go to another bar but all restaurants were closed due to a government order. I came back home and I had instant noodles and curry rice. I fell asleep at 11 p.m.
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- Sunny Day Sunday It was a quite warm day. I concentrated to work until 2:30 p.m. During that time, my three of nephews had come. Their loud step sound reached from downstairs to upstairs. Then I was wandering around Yokogawa station. I went to an izakaya. I had five or six glass of drinks but I didn't get drunk because the drinks alcoholic percentage were low. I wanted to go another bar but all of restaurants were closed due to government order. I came back home and I hasn't instant noodles and curry rice. I fell asleep at 11p.m.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
