So, long ago, in a post entitled “Children Can Imagine Away Pain,” I wrote about a group of breakdancers I met under a parking garage on a rainy afternoon in Rotterdam. Well, I know a good find when I hear one; or smell, or taste, or see, or… well, you get the idea. The breakdancer named Henno introduced me to a friend who had started up an arts collective in Rotterdam under the name Bier en Brood
It was the solid gold of arts collectives. They were working towards community development through various workshops with youth, squatting a hangar near the port, and making radical art. There was only one problem, they were losing their space and had nowhere to go. I went to check out the collective myself and interview Koen, the mutual friend I’d been introduced to. It was there I heard about some radical ideas, mind-blowing art, and heart-wrenching stories. Although I was waiting to do this post once I got the video up, I am having some technical difficulties. So, the show must go on. Above is a shot of one of their many multi-faceted works. Check out the website to see more. I will also post the more detailed story that is being considered for publication in NL10, the Rotterdam City Pages, of sorts.
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