Late Evening Dinner
Oil & Oil Pastel on Paper.
Size: 50 W x 70 H cm
I’ve just returned to this city for the new university term. I'm going round to N & M’s flat on this summer evening. I find their room and M's cooking. It’s very untidy. He's just come back from work, and he's asking what I would like to eat at 6 in the morning. He’s planning on staying up all night. One of his friends ends up cooking for me in the other room. One potato, a broccoli stem and a pork loin-looking thing with blood in the middle like a jam doughnut. It tapered off to one end where it was meat. This room was oily from 2 vats on the hob. It's dark in here. The potato was large and flat. I need to go back to my house for something. It’s beautiful out. I tell myself I should start walking the city again like I had done in the previous years.