"IN THE FLAME”
a performance by Theresa Byrnes
A MEMORIAL EVENT in celebration of the life and work of Daniel Polnau.
Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space.
February 9, 2020
This performance required audience participation, a community ritual, where we stepped into the flame Daniel’s life and let him go, by collaborating to make a work of biodegradable art.
Daniel Polnau was a community artist, master puppeteer and activist by example. His inclusion of all people in his community art projects brought people together and set them free, trusting in their own creativity. “In the flame” was us, his friends - being what he gave everyone around him, passion and surrender, the space to be great, always connected to the power of nature.
He had no bosses nor Gods dicating to or influencing him. Living on grant money, not a servant to money but a conductor of cosmic and phycic energy. Not seperate from nature, he squatted and couch surfed, patched sewd and gleened, joyously part of the boundless, unexpected sky, earth and garbage.
Deeply shocked and saddened by his sudden departure, well beyond the death of others in my life. Of all people, the Trumps, the Kardashians, The Jones’s, why Daniel? We need Daniel now more than ever, he who was rich without possessions and ignited spiritual abundance in those around him.
MONGOLIAN THROAT MUSIC plays.
Lights dimmed.
I am brought in, laying on/in a stretcher/bag/wrap carried by 4 people, up the front stairs and into gallery.
I am placed on foam, in middle of the room.
Solemn and methodically frabric is unfolded to reveal me, laying cocoon like, wrapped in watercolor paper and rice-paper with sewing thread wrapped around me.
I am misted down with water.
All participatory actions are initiated by close friends of Daniels:
1. One by one participants/mourners rip then drop/throw rice-paper on me, handed on person to person to be ripped and placed on me. When the paper is finished…
2. People place/trail cotton thread or hair on me. When string and hair is finished…
3. Close friends sprinkle ocher dust on me and the paper.
The paper with dust, thread/hair rice-paper and I are misted.
I hold black, red, yellow and brown ink, I squirt ink on it all.
Two minute silence, ink bleeds into the paper.
I, in the painting am carried out.
END
THANK YOU
MARTA VI
GEORGE HIRROSE
IAN KNIFE
JAMIE MCGANN
MADISON BERG
AT MORUS (the museum of unclaimed urban space) NYC
Feb 9, 2020
Photo by Cynthia Magnus
"IN THE FLAME”
a performance by Theresa Byrnes
A MEMORIAL EVENT in celebration of the life and work of Daniel Polnau.
Museum of Reclaimed Urban Space.
February 9, 2020
This performance required audience participation, a community ritual, where we stepped into the flame Daniel’s life and let him go, by collaborating to make a work of biodegradable art.
Daniel Polnau was a community artist, master puppeteer and activist by example. His inclusion of all people in his community art projects brought people together and set them free, trusting in their own creativity. “In the flame” was us, his friends - being what he gave everyone around him, passion and surrender, the space to be great, always connected to the power of nature.
He had no bosses nor Gods dicating to or influencing him. Living on grant money, not a servant to money but a conductor of cosmic and phycic energy. Not seperate from nature, he squatted and couch surfed, patched sewd and gleened, joyously part of the boundless, unexpected sky, earth and garbage.
Deeply shocked and saddened by his sudden departure, well beyond the death of others in my life. Of all people, the Trumps, the Kardashians, The Jones’s, why Daniel? We need Daniel now more than ever, he who was rich without possessions and ignited spiritual abundance in those around him.
MONGOLIAN THROAT MUSIC plays.
Lights dimmed.
I am brought in, laying on/in a stretcher/bag/wrap carried by 4 people, up the front stairs and into gallery.
I am placed on foam, in middle of the room.
Solemn and methodically frabric is unfolded to reveal me, laying cocoon like, wrapped in watercolor paper and rice-paper with sewing thread wrapped around me.
I am misted down with water.
All participatory actions are initiated by close friends of Daniels:
1. One by one participants/mourners rip then drop/throw rice-paper on me, handed on person to person to be ripped and placed on me. When the paper is finished…
2. People place/trail cotton thread or hair on me. When string and hair is finished…
3. Close friends sprinkle ocher dust on me and the paper.
The paper with dust, thread/hair rice-paper and I are misted.
I hold black, red, yellow and brown ink, I squirt ink on it all.
Two minute silence, ink bleeds into the paper.
I, in the painting am carried out.
END
THANK YOU
MARTA VI
GEORGE HIRROSE
IAN KNIFE
JAMIE MCGANN
MADISON BERG
AT MORUS (the museum of unclaimed urban space) NYC
Feb 9, 2020
Photo by Cynthia Magnus