Writing a Blog
It was the last day of the New Year’s holidays. I felt down thinking about starting to work again. When I was in the restroom, Jan called me. I didn’t go to ask him at once because I wanted to do paintings and writings for a while. Then I went downstairs. Jan gave me a receipt for the rent and said, “Products and energy costs have increased but I don’t raise up your rent”. In the Netherlands, rent cost is increasing every year so his consideration is really appreciated. I went back to writing for a blog article which is about Bernard’s funeral. I concentrated on it for over 4 hours. I didn’t went out anywhere. I had cabbage salad, bread, leftover Thai food shop’s vermicelli for dinner. I dropped asleep after 11pm.
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- Writing a Blog It was the last day of the new year's holidays. I felt down to think starting work again. When I was in a restroom, Jan called me. I didn't go to ask him at once because I wanted to do paintings and writings for a while. Then I went to downstairs. Jan gave me a receipt for rent and said "Products and energy costs have been increased but I don't raise up your rent". In the Netherlands, rent cost is increasing every year so his decision is really appreciated. I went back to writing for a blog article which about Bernard's funeral. I concentrated it over 4 hours. I went out anywhere. I had cabbage salad, bread, leftover Thai food shop's vermicelli for dinner. I dropped asleep after 11pm.
Contemporary artist based in the Netherlands. I’ve learned at an Art College and Culinary Institute. I attempt to connect ART and FOOD.
