The poop leaked
I woke up from a stomach ache last night. I wanted to go to a rest room. I was in a rush, but I missed it. I know I was sick. Because I am an adult, I am embarrassed. Fortunately or unfortunately, no one knows this fact. Anyway, I have modified my last age when the poop leaked. This is 37 years old! I am a poop! I should go back to being a kid.
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Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
