Djuna Barnes (1892–1982)
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Although Djuna Barnes was a New Yorker who spent much of her long life in Greenwich Village, where she died a virtual recluse in 1982, she resided for extended periods of time in France and England. Her writings are representative modernist works in that they seem to transcend all national mehr anzeigen boundaries to take place in a land peculiarly her own. Deeply influenced by the French symbolists of the late nineteenth century and by the surrealists of the 1930s, she also wrote as a liberated woman, whose unconventional way of life is reflected in the uncompromising individuality of her literary style. Barnes's dreamlike and haunted writings have never found a wide popular audience, but they have strongly influenced such writers as Rebecca West, Nelson Algren, Dahlberg, Lowry, Miller, and especially Nin, in whose works a semifictional character named Djuna sometimes appears. In 1915 Barnes anonymously published The Book of Repulsive Women. Not long after she moved to Paris and became associated with the colony of writers and artists who made that city the international center of culture during the 1920s and early 1930s. Her Ladies Almanack was privately printed in Paris in 1928, the same year that Liveright in the United States published Ryder, her first novel. The book on which Barnes's fame largely rests is Nightwood (1936), a surrealistic story set in Paris and the United States, dealing with the complex relationships among a group of strangely obsessed characters, most of them homosexuals and lesbians. Barnes wrote little after Nightwood. In 1952, she professed to Malcolm Lowry that the experience of writing that searing work so frightened her that she was unable to write anything after it. Fortunately, her literary talents revived with The Antiphon, a verse-drama originally published in 1958, which is now available in Selected Works (1962). (Bowker Author Biography) weniger anzeigen
Bildnachweis: Djuna Barnes, ca. 1921 [author is unknown; grabbed from Wikipedia]
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Verführer an allen Ecken und Enden. Ratschläge für die kultivierte Frau. (Wagenbach SALTO) (1994) 2 Exemplare
Ah, my God: the lament of women 1 Exemplar
Fumo 1 Exemplar
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Barnes, Djuna Archive 1 Exemplar
James Joyce 1 Exemplar
Kurzy of the Sea 1 Exemplar
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Wayward Girls & Wicked Women: An Anthology of Subversive Stories (1986) — Mitwirkender — 526 Exemplare
Chloe Plus Olivia: An Anthology of Lesbian Literature from the 17th Century to the Present (1994) — Mitwirkender — 446 Exemplare
American Poetry: The Twentieth Century, Volume One: Henry Adams to Dorothy Parker (2000) — Mitwirkender — 436 Exemplare
The Red Velvet Seat: Women's Writings on the Cinema: The First Fifty Years (2006) — Mitwirkender — 20 Exemplare
The Best Short Stories of 1919 and the Yearbook of the American Short Story (1919) — Mitwirkender — 14 Exemplare
Fotspår : noveller ur Sveriges radio P1:s serie Författarskap på fötter (2003) — Mitwirkender — 5 Exemplare
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- 1892-06-12
- Todestag
- 1982-06-18
- Begräbnisort
- New York City, USA
- Geschlecht
- female
- Nationalität
- USA
- Geburtsort
- Storm King Mountain, New York, USA
- Sterbeort
- New York, New York, USA
- Wohnorte
- Storm King Mountain, New York, USA (birth)
New York, New York, USA
Greenwich Village, New York, USA
Paris, France - Ausbildung
- Pratt Institute
Art Students League of New York - Berufe
- Schriftstellerin
- Beziehungen
- Joyce, James (friend)
Stein, Gertrude (friend)
Pound, Ezra (friend)
Hanfstaengl, Ernst (fiancé)
Barney, Natalie Clifford (friend) - Organisationen
- American Academy of Arts and Letters(Literature ∙ 1959)
Hayford Hall Circle
National Institute of Arts and Letters - Kurzbiographie
- Djuna Barnes was born near Cornwall-on-Hudson, New York. Her parents' household was eccentric; it included her father's mistress and children, though Djuna's negligent father did not adequately support them all. As the second oldest of eight children, Djuna spent much of her childhood helping to care for siblings and half-siblings. She received her early education at home, mostly from her father and grandmother. At 16 she was raped, possibly by a neighbor or by her father. She referred to the event in several of her works. She left home for New York City, where she studied art at the Pratt Institute and the Art Student's League. She got work as a magazine journalist and illustrator with The Brooklyn Eagle and McCall's Magazine before embarking on a literary career, producing short stories and plays, and articles for a variety of publications. In 1921, she made her first trip to Paris, the center of modernism in art and literature of the day, on assignment for McCall's. There she befriended many expatriate writers and artists and became a key figure in Bohemian circles of the Left Bank; her black cloak and acerbic wit are recalled in many memoirs of the time. Even before her first novel, the bestselling Ryder, was published in 1928, her literary reputation was already high, based on her short story "A Night Among the Horses," first published in The Little Review and reprinted in her 1923 collection A Book. She became part of the coterie surrounding the influential writer and salonnière Natalie Clifford Barney. Djuna set up housekeeping with artist Thelma Wood in a flat purchased with the proceeds of her successful novel. In 1928, she published Ladies Almanack, a controversial comic novel about a predominantly lesbian social circle, a thinly-disguised version of Natalie Barney's group. During the 1930s, Djuna was chronically ill and drank heavily; in February 1939 she attempted suicide. Peggy Guggenheim, her patron, sent her back to New York, where her family entered her into a sanatorium. She then moved to an apartment in New York City's Greenwich Village, where she would spend the last 42 years of her life. Her best-known later work was the play The Antiphon (1958). Djuana Barnes also achieved acclaim as an artist, and her paintings and drawings were exhibited at Peggy Guggenheim's gallery in Manhattan. She is considered one of the most important avant-garde writers and artists of the 20th century as well as a precursor of the "New Journalism" of the 1960s.
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Djuna Barnes denkt frei und luftig, ungewöhnlich und mutig - eine ganz seltene Mischung, die mir immer wieder sehr, sehr viel Vergnügen bereitet. Man merkt in jedem Satz ein ungewöhlich selbstbestimmtes, sich durch nichts und niemand vereinnehmen lassendes Leben. Ihre Großmutter hatte Kontakt zur Familie Oscar Wildes und auch Djuna Barnes kann m.E. durchaus als Aphoristikerin von der Qualität Wildes angesehen werden. Das Leben schwingt in ihren Aussagen leicht hinaus, sie persifliert menschlich klug und lässt individuellen Raum für Los-Lösungen, für mutmachende Umsetzungen.
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Mit einem Späßchen brächten wir dem Menschen gern was bei, aber der Mensch will seine Weisheit gewichtig. Für die große Begegnung würden wir ihn gerne mit einem Lächeln auf den Lippen ausstaffieren. Statt dessen bittet er mit einer Keule niedergestreckt zu werden. Wir hätten es gern, dass er mit einem Lied über die Wupper geht. Er dagegen verlacht uns und geht mit Geknurre unter.
Dass einem jemand zuhört, ist eines der wenigen verbliebenen Aphrodisiaka.
Die Psychoanalyse ist mit Sicherheit keine Methode, sich von sich selbst abzulenken. Du musst über deine Sümpfe plaudern, bis du schwarz bist.
(Loriot tut dies ganz öffentlich und wir denken, das sei Humor)
Ach das Herz einer Frau, dieses verfluchte Organ.
Habe 17 Pfund abgenommen, was hübsch ist für die Figur, aber nicht fürs Gesicht.
Man kann nicht ständig großartig sein.
Was besitzt man am Ende? Den Verlust.
Rache in einer Frau, kennt kein Gesetz, keine Logik, kein Fünkchen Angst oder Konsequenz.
Ich persönliche würde alles geben, was ich habe - außer dem, was es mir gegeben hat - , um wieder in Paris sein zu können, wie es war, und an einem Bistrotisch zu sitzen, der die gußeisernen Beine im Sägemehl der Schneckenkörbe stehen hat, mit dieser schlecht gebügelten, billigen Baumwolltischdeck, die breit über mein bestes Cape fällt.
Im Tod liegt Kraft. Selbst im Gedanken an den Tod. Dies ist fürchterlich und sehr schön.
Vergeude nicht Deine Zeit, mein Freund. Jede Minute verkürzt sich um die Minute, in der wir lieben sollten.… (mehr)