Our new blog reminds me of this Mina Loy passage from her novel Insel:
The still life that intrigued him was a pattern of a "detail" to be strewn about the surface of the clear lamp shades. Through equidistant holes punched in a crystalline square, I had carefully urged in extension, a still, celluloid coil of the color that Schiaparelli had since called shocking pink. . . I had picked it up in the Bon Marche.
Out of this harmless even pretty object an ignorant bully had constructed for me, according to his own conceptions, a libido threatened with some viciousness impossible to construe.
I was astounded.
The still life that intrigued him was a pattern of a "detail" to be strewn about the surface of the clear lamp shades. Through equidistant holes punched in a crystalline square, I had carefully urged in extension, a still, celluloid coil of the color that Schiaparelli had since called shocking pink. . . I had picked it up in the Bon Marche.
Out of this harmless even pretty object an ignorant bully had constructed for me, according to his own conceptions, a libido threatened with some viciousness impossible to construe.
I was astounded.
posted by Monica @ 5:54 PM
3 Comments:
At 6:11 PM,
Anonymous said…
It also reminds me of this new TV commercial for (about) breast cancer (awareness). Lots of pictures of pink things we like to think about, with a voiceover talking about how close we are to curing that thing we don't like to think about when we think about pink. Cut to a pink ribbon. Fade to black. No mention of breast cancer in the whole thing.
At 6:57 PM,
Stephen said…
We'll have to make new links in all our spare time.
At 5:15 AM,
Stephen said…
That Mina Loy really had a thing for lampshades!
an ignorant bully had constructed for me, according to his own conceptions, a libido threatened with some viciousness impossible to construe.
I was astounded.
Quite the Philistine, that lampshade pecker!
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