Summer
Strings in a Gift Economy
or
How
my creative work is and isn't undertaken in the commercial sphere
For
the last six months or so, I've been talking about my interest in
"gift economies." I think I started down this path when my
husband finally convinced me to do something about a dormant
retirement account I had that was left-over from a school where I
worked a long time ago. I'd always chosen the social justice box on
the re-investment paperwork when it came in the mail, and
consequently a little less money was sitting in the account than had
been there before the 2008 crash, and well, I didn't really pay that
much attention to it. When my husband and I talked about it, I just
said "I don't want to buy bombs."
So
finally, when I turned 50, I realized that retirement money was
actually a concern that might need some attention. So I went to see a
financial adviser who works for Thrivent Financial with the stated
goal of finding a way for my little tiny retirement account to grow
that didn't entail buying bombs.
The
bad news is that I didn't succeed. Even the very honest and very
clear financial adviser working for an avowedly "Christian"
company couldn't sell me an investment that would make money and keep
entirely clear of the defense industry. This adviser did point out to
me that because I had very little invested, with clear management, I
could buy very few bombs and little more of slightly more palatable
end-results with my investment dollars. It was not a very satisfying
outcome for my conscience, even if it did come with something we
moderns might call better financial security.
My
adviser, who really knows her work well, asked me all sorts of other
salient questions--such as how much money did I think I would need to
retire, when did I want to retire, and how much money do I spend to
keep myself alive now? In other words, she started me on a project
the telos of which I cannot even see, much less
fathom. I am deeply grateful for this nudge.
Then
I ran across a short film based on a book by Charles
Eisenstein: Sacred
Economics: Short Film. I was fascinated by the ideas in the film,
and ordered the book and read it all fairly quickly. It made me want
to wake up one day and find myself in a fully realized gift economy
where I could contribute my gifts and be supported with what I need.
Like everyone else, however, I still wake up in this real world we
inhabit with gas pumps distributing subsidized, carbon-producing
fossil fuels, and decisions about what is possible always created by
consulting the balance sheet so many of us keep in our heads all the
time.
When
I analyzed my own life, I could easily see what I want to contribute.
I found my calling in teaching, performing, and creating music in my
mid-thirties, and I can't imagine my life not being centered around
music-making. Luckily, I teach for a school that pays me a salary
which takes care of my basic needs, even if that salary doesn't
really provide for retirement savings, or much in the way of funds
for travel or producing my music. I think it makes sense that I get
paid to teach music because I have invested a lot of time and energy
in learning how to play, learning how to make music, and learning how
to teach it. I know that what I offer as a music teacher has value,
and asking students or their parents to pay me seems correct.
When
it comes to creating, though, it's much harder for me to figure out
how to ask for pay. I write classical music. I don't consider what
might or might not be popular or "marketable" when I
write--I just write the music I want to write. I am lucky in finding
friends to play my music. I do like to write with a particular
person, and usually a particular performance, in mind. I don't want
to put up any barriers to other musicians playing my music--in fact
one of my pieces was performed in Tallinn, Estonia, earlier this year
because a musician found it on the International
Music Score Library Project webpage.
Producing concerts often requires some money. From paying the piano tuner to contributing some money to people who manage the space, it's often necessary to have some cash. Then there's the time involved. I often think how much more I could produce if I regularly had a couple of days each week to devote to composition and publishing. I am fortunate to have one dedicated day each week, but it never seems enough--and often my teaching responsibilities fill that day and my other free time as well. I would like to make some changes in my life-work balance that would give me more time for creating and producing my music.
The
good news is that I am much more aware, nowadays, how thoughts about
money and its power seep into everything I do. Being aware of this
seepage, I hope I am doing what I can to take the power away from
money and put it into what is more real to me--community.
Summer
Strings is a project I'm undertaking this summer. It is a new music
festival that will take place over three days in August in North
Conway, New Hampshire. It will involve 12-16 players, all of whom are
playing for free. The works of four composers will be included in the
program. I have a donated space to use--Christ Episcopal Church for
the rehearsals and the concert. I will still need to pay the piano
tuner and I would like to offer players travelling from far away a
mileage stipend.
Summer
Strings is also an experiment in community funding. I've decided to
ask for monetary help from people who get something out of my music.
If you've read all the way to the bottom of this page, you must be a
little interested in economics. You will see a link at the right of
this page to a simple appeal for the project Summer Strings. If
donating money to this cause seems right to you, please do. If you
can find another way to help the universe along, please do that.
I
feel like signing this blog, so I will:
In
a sharing spirit,
-Ellen