The duet “what they are instead of” by Angela Schubot and Jared Gradinger remains unforgettable. Heavy breathing, panting, gasping. The two of them pass through all imaginable poses and positions, move as if compelled to, twisting, rubbing, hitting, pressing their bodies against each other. The persistent heavy breathing chiefly evokes sexual, but also tender, latently violent and definitely funny moments. Subsequent productions were subtler: the muscles only slowly stirring, the hands groping, two crawling bodies slowly converging on one another. But here, too, breath takes on a central role. Struggling for survival, resisting the disintegrating body, overcoming death. Only now the spectators are not quite as overwhelmed and compelled to assimilate.
But the following applies to all pieces by these two dancer-choreographers: the body is made of flesh and blood, sweat, tears and all other possible secretions – not a product of cultivation, but a natural phenomenon. We are not presented with beauty, form, elegance, eloquence, vanity, but rather the antithesis of that state to which dance conventionally aspires: away from the ground, the earth, the dirt, the unsightly corporeality, the animalistic. Where classical dance, at one end of the scale, would rather conceal its physical origins, these are exactly what Schubot and Gradinger display at the other end: their artificially produced exhaustion seeks to make personal physique visible and at best also tangible as provenance, as the beginning and the end.
i hope you die soon (2013)
2 performers, stage 5 x 4 m, 60 min
all my holes are theirs (2013)
3 performers, stage 6 x 8 m, 70 min
is maybe (2011)
2 performers, stage 8 x 8 m, 55 min
what they are instead of (2009)
2 performers, stage 6 x 6 m, 55 min or 25 min (short version)
Jared Gradinger and Angela Schubot's topic is the debordering of the body. The starting point is the search for an unconditional togetherness to escape from one’s own identity. Since 2009, they have created four full length works circling around the dissolution of the self. Trying to reach other forms of co-existence. Fluently the pieces seem to melt into each other: The relentless exhaustion of the ‘I’ in order to make it disappear in “what they are instead of” becomes the symbiotic, faceless hybrid-creature in “is maybe”, becomes a ‘dying together’ as the ultimate impossibility of being together in “i hope you die soon”, becomes a double-creature that dies for a third in “all my holes are theirs”. Their work has been presented throughout Europe, South America and Australia, in many different contexts internationally often combined with teaching and research.