Wednesday Night Dinner
I started writing a novel. It was a good start, and I believe it could turn into something great. My imagination kept exploding while I was at the bar My Way. The dinner was mashed potatoes and deep-fried white fish, which was quite tasty. I wanted to film it for my artwork, but the battery of my camera ran out, so I had to record the video at home instead. I ate some bread and wrote many notes for my new novel. I felt positive energy and motivation to create. I went to bed around 11 pm.
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- Wednesdays Night Dinner I started to write a novel. I did a good start. I could make a good one. I did not stop exploding my imagination at the bar My Way. The dinner was mash potato and deep-fried white fish. It was quite tasty. I wanted to take a movie for my artwork but the battery of my camera was run out so I had to take the movie at home. I ate a bread. I wrote many memos for the idea of new nobel. I felt positive enegy to make a novel. I went to bed around 11 pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
