Day's

After 9 Days 10 hours of hibernation I decided to be reborn.

I will create the second history of Juliette's life story, and I will keep Romeo from his world.

Day 1

I started to open the disbursement machine on the internet through my shabby laptop.

The latest art sciences and techniques that are being watched by the world, and specific and general criteria for applying painting in famous French art galleries are the main materials for self-taught learning that I focus on.

Their paper, canvas, stationery and various paints have drained my stash.

Sheets of scribbled paper were scattered all over the floor of my apartment.

Splashes of paint of various colors adorn the walls and a narrow room that looks more like a dumping ground now.

Plastic bags of noodles and typical Indonesian instant coffee piled up in trash containers, enlivening the atmosphere.

Panda eyes are the latest makeup trend on my face, the smell of armpit perfume is also fragrant on my body.

Day 7

I started from the closest one, the Louvre Museum, I contacted their public relations department to offer my work along with information about its terms and conditions.

" Louvre Museum " - " The Center Pompidou " about 15 minutes, then proceed to " Musée d'Orsay Rue de la Légion d'Honneur " takes about 20 minutes.

I've been to three museums in half a day. This, maybe three or four more after the break.

About 30 minutes to the " Paris Museum of Modern Art ", and then I immediately ran with the same travel time to the " Rodin Museum Rue de Varenne ".

" Petit Palais " became the last museum I applied to. It only took 17 minutes to get there.

Ten minutes by Paris Metro to île de la Cite.

Day 8

I rearranged the sheets of scrap paper scribbled on sketches and pictures of failed trials that had been scattered for days. I used the back of it to start swinging the pen over it.

Words that are long-winded, implied and meaningfully adorn every line.

Several poems about life, about pain and about love filled all the pages.

Long scribbles, words piled up, sentences swapped positions make it into a map.

The Musée du Louvre, Editions du Center Pompidou, Editions du Musée Rodin, Larousse, CAIRN, Encyclopaedia Universalis, Editions Gallimard, WAN-IFRA and several other media publishing emails are the places where these beautiful stories reside.

Two weeks after I toured Paris and destroyed my house and my face, I still haven't heard anything. While waiting for a miracle I started packing regularly to fix my house, I will also start cooking again. I suddenly remembered the man at Mayotte handing out food to each other. I thought to visit him and offer catering services like in Asia. If necessary I will learn to cook Asian and Middle Eastern dishes.