Monthly Archives: January 2015

Wanting to be one of the dancers

“Wanting to be one of the dancers”

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Suzanna Treumann, January 2015

Schwere Reiter – Tanz Theater Musik

Art installation, as part of the exhibition at the Schwere Reiter theater, to go along with dance performance “Ground(s) – Diptychon” by Jasmine Morand with David N. Russo, in collaboration with the dancers. A couple of artists were invited to exhibit at the theater, working with a black line that was drawn on the walls. The exhibition was organized by Munich Artists.

I spent three days in the theater, watching the dancers rehearse. I was frustrated with the result at first, unable to catch their swift movements on paper. But just like the dancers kept trying certain passages of the choreography, I kept sketching.


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Dancer and the black line, ink on paper, 24x32cm, in possession of David N. Russo

I wanted to get closer to the dancers. They all worked together. It felt good being around them, having my temporary studio in their space.

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Dancer, ink and oil crayon on watercolor paper, 24x32cm

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Choregrapher Jasmine Morand and Fabio Bergamaschi posing

There was a certain pose that I’d seen and that had moved me. I made a sketch and showed the dancers what I was looking for. The dancers were so kind as to follow my directions when they posed for me in this picture. The female dancer is a choreographer as well. My directions made her laugh.

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Dancers, ink on paper, 24x32cm, in possession of Jasmin Morand

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I realized that watching this group of dancers rehearse had made me feel lonely as an artist. I too, wanted to belong. I too, wanted to move my body instead of sitting still while bodies danced their way through my pile of sketches. That’s when it clicked. I had to get passed my shame and work from what I felt. I changed what I was doing, stopped being an observer and started being a dancer.

I put on black clothes and photographed myself with a remote control. I painted a body on soft paper. I hung the body on the hanger, hung it on the black line and posed as a dancer.

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I danced my solo dance by the box in which a male and a female dancer normally do a performance about intimacy. I imagined I was communicating with the dancer’s couple inside the box.

7One of the dancers took a break behind the box while I continued to photograph myself.

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I went back to my temporary atelier where I’d been working making sketches of the dancers. It was a few hours before the premiere, and time to leave. I said goodbye to this place by painting with my feet.​

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One of the dancers came to join me and we made an abstract painting together. With, grey and blue and red drawing ink, mixing it to a violet grey. It was fun. We talked about being an artist and being a dancer.

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Dancer Mamel Sacas and I painting with our feet. It was like dancing and painting at the same time. Polaroids by Emmy Horstkamp

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I photographed some of the sketches I had made of the dancers during the rehearsal.


© Suzanna Treumann 2015

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