one man bar

I was a bartender for one night in my life when the restaurant where I worked as a dishwasher needed some extra hands for christmas night.

I had to divide my attention between the two recently divorced men attending my bar. one was over from the UK to visit his children, the other had just been kicked out by his wife. they both wanted to share their story so I only had half an ear for each of them.

For the ”barwars” manifestion at Extrapool, Nijmegen, I built a bar in a closet and made it really small, so that I could focus my entire attention on the needs of one customer at a time.