#Mina Loy

[need-grows-teeth]

1. three moments in paris, mina loy/ 2. eurydice, sarah ruhl/ 3. orphée ramenant eurydice des enfers, jean-baptiste camille corot/ eurydice, sarah ruhl/ 4. talk, hozier/ 5. hadestown, anais mitchell/ 6. the wounded eurydice, jean baptiste camille corot

[majestativa]

There is no Space or Time Only intensity.

— MINA LOY ⚜️ The Lost Lunar Baedeker, (1997)

[davidhudson]

Djuna Barnes, June 12, 1892 – June 18, 1982.

With Mina Loy.

[lullaby1000]

‘Lobster boy’ Mina Loy

[derangedrhythms]

Mina Loy, Love Songs (Section III)

[ammonitetestpatterns]

mina loy, the lost lunar baedeker.

[zurich-snows]

Marcel Duchamp with Mina Loy, “Bums Praying.” c. 1959. (c) Private collection of Carolyn Burke.

[soulmaking]

from Love Songs (section III) by Mina Loy

[las-microfisuras]

XIV

Hoy

Eterna pasajera evidente imperceptible

Para ti

Traigo la naciente virginidad

—Yo misma por el momento

Ni amor ni la otra cosa

Sólo el impacto de cuerpos encendidos

Arrancando chispas el uno al otro

En el caos

Mina Loy, en "Songs to Joannes", publicado por "Others", vol. 3, n.º 6, abril de 1917, ed. digital. Versión de Jonio González.

Mina Loy, 1909, Stephen Haweis

[diana-andraste]

Against my thigh Touch of infinitesimal motion Scarcely perceptible Undulation Warmth moisture

...

Death Life I am knowing All about Unfolding

Mina Loy, from Parturition

[urbanchicagoan]

"Moons I" by Mina Loy, 1932

From the exhibit, "Mina Loy: Strangeness Is Inevitable" at The Arts Club of Chicago (5/4/2024)

[virgin-martyr]

Mina Loy, excerpt from "Three Moments in Paris"

[majestativa]

The word made flesh and feeding upon itself with erudite fangs The sanguine introspection of the womb.

— MINA LOY ⚜️ The Lost Lunar Baedeker, (1997)

[seekingstars]

Moreover, the Moon -- -- -- Mina Loy

[objectssolitaryandterrible]

mina loy

[apokrify]

Mina Loy

"The Forrest Gump of the international avant-garde, Mina Loy had the unerring knack of being in the right place at just the right time. Born in London in 1882 to an Hungarian Jewish father and an English Protestant mother Loy caught the tail-end of the fin-de-siecle in Jugendstil infatuated Munich in 1899. She moved to Paris in 1903 and entered the circle of writers and artists centred around Gertrude Stein. 1907 saw her de-camping to Florence where she spouted Futurist aphorisms with Marinetti and his cohorts. 1916 saw Loy sail for New York where she promptly made the acquaintance of Marcel Duchamp and Man Ray.

It was in New York that she met and fell in love with the love of her life, the heavyweight champion of the Dada-verse and nephew of Oscar Wilde, the poet-boxer Arthur Cravan. They were married in Mexico City in 1918. Afterwards they intended to move to Argentina; however lack of funds and the fact that Loy was pregnant with Cravan’s child meant that only Loy took the commercial liner while Cravan set off in a small sail boat with the intention that they would met again in Buenos Aires. Cravan was never seen or heard of again; presumably the boat capsized and he drowned in the Pacific, however his disappearance has led to some wild and improbable theories, my favourite being that Arthur Cravan became the mysteriously reclusive, anarchist novelist B.Traven, famous for The Treasure of the Sierra Madre that was made into a film of the same name by John Huston and starring Humphrey Bogart.

The twenties saw Loy in the thick of modernist Paris. She published her collection of poems Lunar Baedeker and with the backing of Peggy Guggenheim opened a shop selling decorated lamp-shades. In 1933 she begin her close friendship with the German Surrealist Richard Oelze (see The Expectation) which resulted in her posthumously published Surrealist novel Insel, with its insightful (though disguised) portraits of Andre Breton, Max Ernst and Salvador Dali. Loy states that there is something ‘fundamentally black-magicky about the surrealists.’" - from cakeordeathsite.wordpress.com