David Bernstein

The most recent Lost & Found evening was organized around an exquisite dinner in an old weapons factory now turned into an experimental canning factory in Zaandam, 45 minutes away from Amsterdam by bike. I can say in short that it was a magical, delicious, funny, bizarre, and beautiful night.

I’ve never written a review before, so this is an exciting and interesting challenge. Do I make it autobiographical and tell you stories of my inner thoughts? Do I approach it as a documentarian to tell you a detailed description of what happened? Do I become a strict critical critic who reveals the underlying structural issues like how there were only two people present that were not white, and one of them was working in the kitchen? Or do I play a bit and create some juicy fictions so you don’t know what to believe? I am an artist after all.

Written for L&F Conserven Maatschappij (02–10–2015)