Minagraphy

Born in Bucharest, Romania, Mina spent her childhood in theatre, amongst preparing actors, dusty props and costumes, and most summers by the Black Sea, capturing the world with her plastic panoramic camera. Fascinated by movies and cinematography, she frames the world in overexposed imagery that reflects the luminosity of her vision. Since her move to NYC, she fell irreversibly in love with Coney Island, a subject that has been the center of her work for the past 3 years. She was a featured artist of the Greenpoint Gallery in Brooklyn and is a member of Norfolks NYC Art Collective. Her site is Minagraphy.com.

MAGAZINE ARTWORK BY MINGAGRAPHY (10 TOTAL)

art by MinagraphyWe’ll Take a Lover in the Afterlife

Dreamed on 15 Jan 2013. I was at my parents’ house, helping them move electronics around the living room. Everything we moved had other things behind it, flattened cardboard boxes propped up against the wall,… [more]

Berkeley marina, by MinagraphyPray to Lord I Hope at Least One of My Ears Doesn’t Pop

i. Sarah had seen him many times shedding tears exclusively for film characters. And so when Fred cried at the departure gate, she thought they might be in a documentary. ii. Paul asked Jeannie, over… [more]

art by MinagraphyLast Night

I looked in on you last night. That point-five-second draft of penguin’s breath you thought was just a gust outside the window and the birdcall you’d have sworn was from a horse were clues I… [more]

Just Flow with It, by Minagraphyfrom COUNTRY

Speaking of my Goya: I had it handy when Arlo Guthrie’s “Alice’s Restaurant” came out: I had read Woody’s fictionalized autobiography, Bound for Glory (E.P. Dutton: 1943): somehow Arlo’s twenty-minute song-story-recitation moves right along with the… [more]

art by MingagraphySaturday

Today is a Saturday and people either work half day in an unfamiliar branch or they resent their jobs. They put your bowl of chicken noodle on your table without a smile or spoon. You… [more]

art by MingagraphyA Blanket Made with Thistles

A long tongue of highway slithered out ahead of us, the windows kept sticking and the air conditioning didn’t work. I could feel my breath make a wave of lazy lines in front of me… [more]

Vacancy, by MinagraphySecond Coming

In Sunday School today Miss Hooker said that Jesus is coming but she’s not sure when–coming again, she means. He was here once before, a half-a-Bible ago, before there was anything like we know today.… [more]

Soul Sisters, by MingagraphyAnd So

She can see it bruise the horizon, then erupt – like a mother striking a daughter, like the electricity between the surfaces of her palms, or between two women repelled. The storm rears, poised to… [more]

image for "Willow"Willow

here in wyandot county ohio a willow tree weeps at the woods in a bleeding jealous rage that he’s all the way out here and they are all the way in there step fathers and… [more]

Coney Island BoardwalkEn France

You were once broken in two by the River Styx, and I pulled you from the iceberg and called you Father. To the left, down the Champs-Elysees, the children sing Christmas carols to jack-o-lanterns; the… [more]