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On the genealogy of Arthur Cravan
The legend of Arthur Cravan is a projection of the infinite onto the finite. There is a more than pragmatic motive to resist allowing reduction of the myth of Cravan into an abstraction if we are descriptively to recover, reclaim and recondition the poet-boxer from the myth and now the legend that appears so effortlessly to persist. Despite the apparent conformity of the legend to the model (the striding, breathing poet-boxer of 1911â18), it is by Cravanâs condition within the omnipotent realm of simulacra that he now appears almost (but not entirely) exclusively to unfold outside the relation between original and copy.1 Yet we might moderate the reading of simulation as pertaining to nothing more than what we apprehend at the surface; there is, rather, an immanent structure at work in which depth and surface interplay in complex, creative processes of productive combination, as âeach sense combines information of the depth with information of the surfaceâ.2 The legend is a consequence of our projection of the infinite onto the finite, delivering in the process the âdouble illusionâ that Deleuze has described in a chimera of infinite agony and ecstasy: âsimulacra produce the mirage of a false infinite in the images which they formâ.3 And though we may never be able fully to actualise what is recoverable from the legend, it will remain always and perhaps only thinkable for us, rendering a present memory of Cravan as something that we have made (idea, assemblage, metaphor, plurality, conceptual persona, even legend), a fiction among fictions, achieving the capacity for future joy in all its transformative potential. Where to begin, then, with the âfalse infiniteâ of Arthur Cravan? Always, we might suggest, here and now, in whichever âpresentâ we point at, in the centre of a relentlessly ballooning universe.
Evidently, as the art-historical proto-Dada instance, Cravan continues today and exists within broad contexts of deliberation upon proto-avant-garde strategies in the early twentieth century. Cravan gains value in the ongoing revision of such strategic engagement through neo-avant-gardism, post-postmodernity and the incomplete project of capitalist realism. We know in documentary terms, for instance, that Arthur Cravan was briefly active for no more than seven years. He appeared in Paris in 1911, and disappeared in the Gulf of Tehuantepec in 1918. Before 1911, he was someone else â Fabian AvĂ©narius Lloyd, the name that he never fully discarded â delivered of genealogy that ranges the manor lords of Upholland, Lancashire, in the twelfth century, to the Kingâs Prothonotary within the counties of Chester and Flint in the early nineteenth. His great-grandfather on the Lloyd side was a close acquaintance of the utilitarian philosopher of liberty and advocate of experiments of living John Stuart Mill; and, importantly for that sober nation, among the progeny of this same ancestor was the chair of the Royal Commission into Welsh Sunday Closing.4 What Cravan knew of this genealogy may have been negligible and was certainly selective (what he knew assumed significance for him in mature manifestations and in the fiction that would eventually dominate), and indeed, in all practical terms, effects have no need to resemble their causes. But the method of genealogical analysis put to work so irrefutably by Nietzsche (in Zur Genealogie der Moral (1887) specifically)5 carries the potential at least to show something other than the outward appearances of the effect. Any analysis of origin will demonstrate the blunt absence of essence in all things, or that what we might choose to view as purity in âessenceâ is more correctly an impurity that admits âbastard and mixed blood ⊠[as] the true names of raceâ.6 As Michel Foucault reasoned, following Nietzsche, genealogical analysis yields identification of âthe accidents, the minute deviations â or conversely, the complete reversals â the errors, the false appraisals, and the faulty calculations which gave birth to those things that continue to exist and have value for usâ.7
3 Sir Otho Holland (Sir Oties Hollonde), âPictorial Book of Arms of the Order of the Garterâ.
The turn to genealogy, then, far from resolving all questions concerning the nature of a thing (as Gilles Deleuze indicated in the first days of postructuralism with his Nietzsche et la philosophie (1962), and as the insistent point in Nietzscheâs critical philosophy), in all practical terms resolves nothing, and is yet a necessary part of the process:
Critical philosophy has two inseparable moments: the referring back of all things and any kind of origin to values, but also the referring back of these values to something which is, as it were, their origin and determines their value.8
There are no judgements to be made; it is rather the potentialities and the possibilities of what emerge through genealogy that gain in the ascendant (the primary genealogical concern for Nietzsche, of course, being moral prejudice (in concepts and in practice) rather than strict ancestry). But the method of analysis prompts equal interest, whether the turn is to the genealogy of morals, or of types of human beings, or of ourselves as âmen of knowledgeâ.9 By penetrating the pretentions of universal essentialisms and the vested claims of spirituality, genealogy far exceeds historical documentation and is properly understood to demonstrate the way in which what is delivered is never the inevitable outcome of its genealogical parts, but rather the contingent development of disparate and discontinuous historical forces. What is described in the following passages of the years 1882â87 renders Cravanâs immediate genealogical context in terms of ancestry, but it proposes little that figures in Nietzscheâs properly genealogical account, which signals the philosopherâs break with the accepted practices of historiography in the final decades of the nineteenth century â specifically, Nietzscheâs break with the given practice among âmoral genealogistsâ of confusing origins with purposes.
The parents of Arthur Cravan
The weight and gravitas of Cravanâs paternal lineage are beautifully offset by the obscurity of the maternal line. Cravanâs mother was herself the consequence of the seduction and abandonment of a young instructress in the employ of mid-nineteenth-century English aristocracy, and consequently was raised as daughter to the named Frenchman AndrĂ© LâArnette and to her mother, identified only as Mme Whitehood.10 Cravanâs mother, then, this daughter of obscure origin, was HĂ©lĂšne Clara St Clair Hutchinson, possessing rare beauty and â[d]e grands yeux, un nez dâune puretĂ© extraordinaire, une bouche un peu trop grande formant un visage terriblement spirituelâ.11 She was affectionately Nellie, and married Otho Holland Lloyd (Cravanâs natural father) in Lausanne, Switzerland. Lloyd had first become acquainted with Nellie when she was instructress to the children of one of the families in the Swiss townâs large English colony,12 and had paid for her term at finishing school in Lausanne in the summer of 1882.13 The family by whom she was employed allowed her to adopt their name of Hutchinson as goddaughter to the head of the house, and thus Nellie assumed a modicum of respectability for eventual marriage into the family of the Hollands of Clifton and Rhodes,14 upon whom husband and wife would be economically dependent for the immediate future. Following their marriage in July 1884, Lloyd, who had qualified but never practised as a barrister,15 was able to research something of Nellieâs background with the assistance of her motherâs surviving sister, and claimed to have identified a prominent English judge as her natural father.16 For the eighteen months that followed, the marriage proved to be a delicate though generally blissful arrangement between Lausanne and London â âI donât think that, in marrying my father, she felt any love for him; her choice was dictated solely by the question of moneyâ17 â and it was in London, on 6 July 1885, that a first child was born to the Lloyds, named Otho St Clair Lloyd, elder sibling to the future Arthur Cravan.
One month before Othoâs birth, his cousin Cyril was born on 5 June 1885, also in London, a first son from the marriage of Constance Mary Lloyd and Oscar Fingal OâFlahertie Wills Wilde. The latter, yes, Oscar Wilde, was occasionally acquainted with Otho Holland Lloyd, Constanceâs brother and senior of three years (both Otho and Oscar had read Classics at Oxford in the mid- to late 1870s; Lloyd went to Oriel College in 1876, Wilde had already gone to Magdalen College in 1874; they reportedly first met each other in Dublin in 1877 or, in Lloydâs recollection, at Magdalen in 1878).18 Cravanâs later imagined Wildean verdict on his father and Wildeâs brother-in-law Lloyd was not the most complimentary: âHe is the most insipid [plat] man I have ever met.â19 Wilde had first been introduced to Constance in 1881, and Lloyd warmly greeted his sisterâs betrothal, welcoming Wilde âas a new brother ... if Constance makes as good a wife as she has been a good sister to me your happiness is certain; she is staunch and trueâ.20 Constance and Wilde were married in London in May 1884; Constance had lived at the imposing Lloyd family home at 100 Lancaster Gate since 1878, and it was there that she and her new husband briefly stayed before settling as newly-weds into the recently built and (for the Wildes) fashionably renovated number 16 Tite Street, Chelsea.21 Their second son was born on 3 November 1886 and proudly named Vyvyan Oscar Beresford Wilde. Thus, to sum up, Oscar Wilde was uncle to the future Arthur Cravan.
For the Lloyds of Lausanne, in the meantime, the ardour of 1884â85 had been waning somewhat as Otho Holland Lloydâs attentions became increasingly overtly directed at Mary Edna Winter, Nellieâs friend and the daughter of the principal at her finishing school. And though Nellieâs pregnancy into 1887 delivered the Lloyds a second son, the birth came at a time of upheaval in domestic commitment; in the period that followed, Lloyd left his wife and two children in Lausanne, heading south to Florence in Italy âpour une escapade romantiqueâ22 with Mary â an act that would have inevitable repercussions and ultimately irrecoverable consequences. Constance wrote to her brother Otho:
[W]hat a burden you have thrown on poor little Nellie. She writes so very sweetly and kindly but she is such a child quite unfit to take charge of two children, two boys, entirely by herself with no fatherâs care. I ima...