We Can’t Control
I wrote a draft for a book yesterday. I’ve reached 30,000 characters now but I have to write over 150,000 characters to publish the book. It would be a long journey but I must accomplish it. I went out to proceed with an art project. I found two homeless men easily. It was too hard to find to collaborate with me last week but this week is the opposite. I wondered if we can control other people’s deeds. I had Vietnamese food that I left last night. That rice was dry. Bulk buying is economical but the taste is bad.
Heads-up! These aren't journal entries – they're crafted essays written in English.
Thoughtful, personal, and cross-cultural.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
