Dancing with Mega Stars By 
            Francine L. Trevens What did surprise me, when I interviewed her for an 
                article, was that she took it as a matter-of-fact that “Rudy” 
                prepared with her company.  
                Instead of starry-eyed enchantment, she spoke of the weaknesses 
                he worked on in class.  To her, this mega star was a dancer, as 
                she was herself, though the master dancer of his time – 
                but not someone to worship, rather someone to work with and assist.   She was of course delighted to be dancing with him on 
                Broadway, but I rather felt it was the Broadway, rather than Rudy 
                himself, which gave her the greatest delight. Unlike others of her time, she did not speak of him 
                as erratic or demanding. She liked Rudy, found him charming and 
                easy to work with. Audiences applauded the performance at the proper moments 
                with more than the usual gusto.  
                An ovation followed when the performance concluded. Fast forward to the present.  Another young, energetic and talented 
                female dancer was asked to appear with another legend in his 
                time – tap dancer Savion Glover — at the Joyce Theater 
                in Invitation to a Dancer.   This time, the ballerina, Suzana Stankovic, was barely 
                acquainted with the well-known dancer.  They had just met at a Joyce Theater Benefit Gala in April 
                2007.   So, when 
                Savion asked Suzana to do the ballerina role in his upcoming show, 
                it was with amazement and delight that she agreed.  
                Her delight expanded when she realized she was to choreograph 
                her dance role herself. She says she was “thrilled because of the collaboration 
                to create.”  She would 
                not be dancing to existing music but “music” created by Savion’s 
                tap dancing feet. This was an original concept, a novelty for 
                her and for the audience.  
                She learned he wanted true en pointe ballet steps 
                performed by what every little girl in the audience would consider 
                the quintessential ballerina. Ms. Stankovic, dainty and petite, dark haired, pixie 
                faced with huge dark eyes, gave the ethereal appearance that was 
                a perfect choice.  The 
                moment she fluttered on stage in her wispy white tutu, you remembered 
                every ballet class you ever attended, every ballet you’d ever 
                seen. She felt when he asked her to do this that “There must 
                be a reason this fell in my lap.  
                It must mean something.  
                What can I bring to it?” She rehearsed with Savion “only three times, including 
                the first conversation meeting in a studio where we talked it 
                through. He described his vision, which was combining his tap 
                dancing and ideas and my interpretation with a classical look 
                and steps.  It was his show and I knew it was my job 
                to do what he wanted.”  In the midst of preparing for Invitation to a Dancer, 
                Savion went to England for a previously scheduled show, so 
                rehearsal time was limited. Suzana said opening night was powerful and the final 
                week of performances was exciting.  
                Audiences during the run differed widely.  The dancers could always tell if they had a mostly ethnic audience, 
                because the response was audible, indicating the people out there 
                were with them all the way, enjoying every moment and urging them 
                on.  White audiences tended to be more silent.  
                They saved their applause for the conclusion. A proof of the quiet manners of an audience — 
                the night I attended, the son of one of the off-stage people wandered 
                onto the stage early in the first act.  
                The child, about 5, observed for a while, then began tying 
                his shoelaces, moving from one raised dance platform to another, 
                watching the shadows of the dancers, stretching, relaxing, even 
                to the point of sitting on the edge of a platform.  
                 The audience did not seem to be distracted by the child, 
                and the dancers continued to do their thing, paying him no mind.  This was one of the silent houses, though 
                it erupted with a burst of applause and standing ovation at the 
                conclusion.  No one ever said anything about the child, who did not 
                reappear in the second act.  
                Suzana didn’t even know the boy had been on stage until 
                I told her. Since she didn’t appear until the second act, she 
                spent the first act getting prepared.  
                She laughed heartily, as I marveled at how the three male 
                dancers had just gone on as if the boy were not there, and the 
                polite audience accepted the child’s presence.  My friend and I speculated about why he was there and 
                whose son he was, but it didn’t seem as if anyone else questioned 
                it. No wonder she found him easy to dance with.  It was her philosophy! The daughter of Eastern European immigrants who arrived 
                in the early seventies,  
                Suzana said they had “hard lives.  
                It made me who I am.  
                Gave me their independent spirit.  
                They worked hard at whatever they could do.  
                They saved and saved.  
                My father and a friend put a down payment on an apartment 
                building in Astoria in the late seventies.”  
                It was a fantastic investment, and Suzana lives in one 
                of those apartments now, with her musician husband. Andreas Altmans. A perfectionist who believes if dance does not arise 
                from the soul it is not true dance, Suzana said, “Too frequently 
                dancers merely perform what a choreographer creates, but do not 
                put their whole spirit into it.”  
                Though she had but a cameo performance as  
                ballerina in this piece, she worked on it as diligently 
                as she does when choreographing a full evening of dance for her 
                own small company, Stankovic Ballet. Invitation to a Dancer was in two strenuous acts. 
                Savion and two other male tap dancers danced the first act, their 
                taps creating the beat and the music on three separately constructed 
                resonant low platforms.  They were joined by three female modern dancers for a good 
                part of the second act, the men staying on their individual platforms, 
                the women dancing about the stage, going from one to another.  After their dance, the ballerina came on to perform her classical 
                steps to the beat of Savion’s tapping, ultimately overtaken by 
                the ever-increasing demands of the rapidly pounding beat. Suzana came to dance late, for a professional. She was 
                twelve years old, into gymnastics in a big way, when a friend 
                talked her into attending ballet class on “bring a friend day.” “There was an atmosphere of reverence in the studio—a 
                sense of sanctuary,” she recalls.  
                She quit gymnastics and threw herself into dance. By the 
                time she was fifteen, “I felt something going on inside, a strong 
                and emotional reaction to music.  
                It became an outlet for imagination.” Professionally she 
                danced with about eighteen different choreographers with various 
                regional companies and always found herself  “Bored.  Something was missing. I decided to dedicate myself to this 
                inner calling.  I 
                rounded up friends to see what my dances looked like when they 
                did them.  In ’99 I did my first performance with 
                my own four dancers through the auspices of The Field.  For me the experience was awesome.” She 
                felt as if “the world cracked open, possibilities were limitless.” Last Spring her dancers performed at the TADA! Theater 
                in Chelsea.  They 
                plan several more performances  
                before year’s end. Suzana has an eye for interior décor, and loves decorating 
                places. She also is fascinated with the potential of the human 
                mind. As a dancer/choreographer she uses her interest in psychology 
                to express motion through the body.  
                “Your body never lies,” she said. “You may talk gibberish, 
                mask your face, but your body speaks for you. You cannot offer 
                anything that doesn’t exist within you.  My ultimate dream is to have choreography 
                open the door into the human heart and spirit. You have to get 
                through defenses, dissolve defenses and feel, ‘that’s what I’m 
                aiming for.’  The first step as a dancer is not to lose 
                touch with the heart and soul, the height of humanity, the fullness 
                of  being human.  Then, to bring all that out and share 
                it with an audience.” A spiritual person, she believes in life “there is a 
                purpose to everything.  Having 
                that sense of purpose, being adventurous, making everything meaningful 
                gives strength to the dance.” It also gives strength and a glow to this lovely young 
                dancer selected by Savion Glover to portray the quintessential 
                ballerina. 
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