Visit to Amsterdam Museum
I attended a Dutch class in the morning at 9:30 am. We read a local news article, and it was very difficult to understand. I headed to Amsterdam around 3 pm. I thought I could easily reach the museum on foot, but it was actually quite far from the station. It took me about 20 minutes. I met Mariko-san and we saw her artwork. She explained the concept to me and shared her frustration about how to display it. After that, we visited a bar. We met a Dutch photographer who told me he planned to travel to Japan next summer. I drank five or six beers. I realized again that she has good knowledge and intelligence. We parted just after 10 pm, and I bought a vega burger at Amsterdam station. I returned home around midnight, took a shower, and dove into bed. zzz…
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- Going To Amsterdam Museum I attended a Dutch class in the morning, at 9:30 am. We read a local news articles and it was super difficult to understand. I headed toward to Amsterdam around 3 pm. I thought that I was able to reach the museum by walk easily but it was quite far. I spent about 20 minutes. I met Mariko-san and we saw her artwork. She explained me the concept and her flustration for how to display her artwork. After that, we visited a bar. We met a Dutch photographer and he told me he intended to trip to Japan next summer. I drink five or six beers. I re-found that she has good knowledge and intelligence. We separated just after 10 pm and I bought a vega burger at Amsterdam station. I returned home around midnight and I took shower, I dove in to bed. zzz...
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
