Trip to Kunsthal Rotterdam
I woke up around 6 am and did my daily routine quickly. Jan, Janine, and I left our house at 9:15 am. We visited the Kunsthal Rotterdam. When we arrived at the car park in the basement, we saw smoke coming from a Toyota. It looked like there was a cooling water problem with the radiator. Anyway, we watched the exhibition Iris van Herpen: Sculpting the Senses. It was impressive and worth seeing. There were also works by Japanese artists, such as the art collective Me (目). Jan bought two two-liter bottles of orange-flavored water and poured them into the radiator. I do not know why he bought such a drink, but he said, “Because I love orange.” I could not help laughing. Eventually, we made it back home without any problems. Later, I visited the bar My Way. I stopped by a supermarket and bought flowers and a one-liter bottle of orange juice. I gave them to the landlord couple and said, “These flowers are for the funeral of your Toyota.” They laughed a lot. Then I added, “This orange juice is gasoline for you.” We all burst out laughing. For dinner, I had stamppot and leftover simmered tomato pork (I ate it three days in a row). I went to bed around 11:30 pm.
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- Go To Kunsthal Rotterdam I woke up around 6 am and I did my daily routine quickely. Jan, Janin, and I left our house at 9:15 am. We visited Rotterdam museum. When we arrive a car park in the basement, we found smoke from the Toyota car. It see cooling water on a radiator. Anyway, we watched the exhibition called Iris van Herpen Sculpting the Senses. It was worth seeing. There were some Japanese artists' work like an art collective Me(目). Jan bought two two-liter orange taste water and he filled it in a radiater. I do not know why he bought such a flavoured water. He said "Because, I love orange." I have to laugh. Eventually, we were able to reach our house without any problem. I visited the bar My Way. I stopped by a supermarket and I got flowers and a 1-liter bottle of orange juice. I gave them to the landlord couple. "This flower is for funeral, your Toyota car." They were laughed a lot. And I said "This orange juice is gasoline for you." We were all laughing. I had stamppot and leftover simmered tomato pork(I ate it three days in a row). I went to bed around 11:30 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
