Dancer 1969

Joachim Bandau made this sculpture, "Dancer," and it’s a wild, shiny orange. It’s almost as if the color is the main character. I can imagine Bandau in his studio, experimenting with form and surface, the artwork coming into being, shifting and emerging through trial, error, and intuition. He’s pushing the boundaries of what a sculpture can be. Those segments and that bulbous head – what might he have been thinking when he made it? What does it all mean? Does it have to *mean* anything? There's something so immediate about how Bandau uses the material. The surface is so reflective. How does the sculpture embody movement in its rigid state? It relates to the wider conversations artists have across time, inspiring one another's creativity. In the end, it’s this ongoing exchange that keeps art alive.