Joseph Beuys dit : « Chaque individu doit devenir un co-acteur en prenant conscience qu’il est le souverain et qu’il doit accorder ses suffrages aux conceptions justes des justes lois économiques qui devront gouverner a l’avenir, alors par la je dis très clairement que chaque homme est un artiste dans ce domaine de la création de formes sociales. »
Joseph Beuys
Quest-ce que l'Argent? What is money?
Debate held in
Participants:
Rainer WILLERT:
Economic studies, organizer of this published debate.
Joseph BEUYS:
German Artist, professor of monumental sculptures at the Beaux-Arts Academy of Düsseldorf. Beuys elaborated an enlarged concept of art, the artistic discipline of ‘social structure’, which invites everyone to explore laws of social organism and to participate in the becoming of its form.
“Social Sculpture refers to a conception of art, framed in the 1970s by Beuys, as an interdisciplinary and participatory process in which thought, speech and discussion are core 'materials'. With this perception, all human beings are seen as 'artists' responsible for the shaping of a democratic, sustainable social order. Social Sculpture lifts the aesthetic from its confines within a specific sphere or media, relocating it within a collective, imaginative work-space in which we can see, re-think and reshape our lives in tune with our creative potential.”
More information on Social Sculpture Research Unit:
http://www.social-sculpture.org/
More information on Joseph Beuys:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joseph_Beuys
Johann Philipp Von BETHMANN:
Co-owner of Bethmann Bank and author of essays on business administration.
Hans Christoph BINSWANGER:
Professor in national economy and director of the research center for national economy of the superior
Werner EHRLICHER:
Professor in finance sciences at the
Introduction-
In 1978, Willert attended an exposition in the Kunsthalle of Düsseldorf entitled ‘Musee de l’Argent’ where Beuys’ work was displayed. In 1984, Beuys exposes his work in
The main question was on exactly what foundation was Beuys talking about economics?
One of the perspectives of art is that it is potentially incapable of comprehending social dimensions, and therefore needs to remain at a level at which it only is influenced and influences: culture. Rainer Willert initiated this debate hoping to make economists, bankers and researchers, describe the activity as well as the role, the body, of money in comparison to art and the artist Beuys; to clarify maybe the distance between both sides and also elaborate Beuys’ ideas.
3 Perspectives
(a) Performance knowledge: described as knowledge intended for domination, to dominate the world, and often describing political economy, a realist tradition in economic theory. Money as power.
(b) Formation knowledge: describing any preconceived ideas about money in the psychic structures and social relations, in reality and values, how money influences attitudes and its enchainment to destiny.
(c) Redemption knowledge: which attempts to establish value, interrogates on fixation of norms, and would ask: In what way has Capitalism been harmful to human soul? In what way would it be profitable to create another form of money, or to abolish money?
(Max Scheler).
The Debate
“Money is that which has the value of money”
Aristotle
Most people conceptualize money, consciously or unconsciously, as ‘nothing’ yet it participates in certain aspects of our lives with much more meaning than we tend to believe. It is a cultural phenomenon as much as it is valued merchandise and an instrument of control.
Money was created to facilitate operations of payments and exchange as an intermediary good. Gold or silver were of ‘proper nature’, sort of speak, and were traded for their natural properties and values. In 1931, with a shortage of gold, paper money became the next intermediary value and prices were subject to change. Inflation, due to the vast number of paper money being printed, resulted in loosing the only tangible aspect of money and contributed to the mutation of the sacredness of money, a sort of finality, into a form of interest (1). (Bethmann).
Interestingly, commerce and cultures were significantly changed by the arrival of coins during the VII Century B.C., going from a system of exchange ‘in nature’ to an accessible equivalence of value. Coins were able to promote trade through the Mediterranean economy from the Greek lands to
Pittakos, one of the seven wise men of Antiquity around the year 650, had mentioned something that still is true today: The Gain is Insatiable. Binswanger makes it a point that it is not humans that are insatiable, it is not the one who gains either, but what is insatiable is inside, a human aspect channeling through money and colliding with a finite environment.
The human ‘spirit’ has been looked at unimportantly in our culture as opposed to how it influenced Antiquity,
The passage to Capitalism was due to the radical division of human labor provoked by industrialization and the Bourgeoisie’s revolution. A shift in society, initiated by Ricardo and Smith and continued with Capitalism, was the shift into monetary exchange, unrelated to value but money and re-enforced the gaps in ownership and capital. The proletariat was attempting to be recognized for its creativity, its labor, in dignity (Beuys). In this sense capitalism needs to be understood as an economy of monetary exchange that is only a small part of the broader picture for now. Everyone working is the Proletariat, independently and freely disposing of the work place and leading towards an economy of capacity. (Beuys).
More scientifically money always involves two parties and when a debt is generated, money is created. It is important to consider that in modern economy, more money is created every time a private group has added some kind of monetary value.
Principally money is neither good, nor bad; it is amoral and needs to be managed properly in order to be used as instrument of value. Most of the misery today is based on not knowing what money is and how it functions, its mechanisms. The main problem being that we are not capable of controlling money and it needs to become a single human aspect since it originates from human spirit and social interaction, as opposed to continually being demonized. (Bethmann).
Importantly, much of nature has been an open concept that is seen as what it offers. Money is exactly the same in the sense that money is not only money but offers what institutions, individuals, want to make of it.
To conclude this debate, money, a substance, an intermediary good, has been revolutionized as an instrument of interest as a creator of more money. We notice that historically Money, the working force of nations, has not contributed to the artistic potential of society in labor. We notice that the proletariat has not benefited from the value money has in terms of judicial document of rights. We notice that the grand oeuvre of money has been to set value on the artistic forms of cultures. At last we remain in a society which offers a potential, a multitude of ways to prescribe power, justice, and equality and that money can be the instrument of change.
(1) “L’Argent Sacree/ Sacred Money” by Laum.
Sacredness of money refers to the uses of metals, precious stones, gold, and silver. Finality implies that once exchanged the traded good (gold, silver etc) was the last value.
Ricardo
PART ONE
Bridging the beyond into flesh
Magnetic channeling of light
Our reality goes
Beyond fiction
RICARDO
Over the course of his life he had developed a way of living which consisted of three rules. One, not lie, two not steal and three not tell others his business.
“1+1+1=2” he said.
That was the model.
To lie and to steal are the same things, meaning that you can steal objects as well as steal the truth from others. Ricardo lived by those rules which aimed for Truth.
What is the problem with that?
I had assumed differently because he had little possessions
El Matador
I felt winter arriving under my skin
And exhale its fresh breath
Over my heart
The beat stopped
My blood turned blue
And my eyes turned into stones
I saw blackness in light
The dense thickness of blood
Spreading across my veins
Continued to turn the color of my skin
Into memory of life
I feared loosing
Said they heard a chant come out of the woods
And innumerable flowers grew
As if insects had planted them
To see a bull
Black as night
With golden eyes
Enter the village as if the moon
Had sent a messenger
Setting fire with each step
Water evaporated at its touch
People turned dead dropping among trees
Each body disappeared
And convinced it to stop
‘I will die and live
Both equally’ said the child to the bull
‘Matter is where you belong’
The Matador
Accompanied by trumpets
Gave death to the bull
Cut its ears and set them over his
And as he heard the ocean
An infinite landscape
Grew in his imagination
A gentle light was glowing through his eyes
And his body was uplifted
A cloud came close to touch the matador
Envious
But nothing could disturb him
I tried to tell him that I could not breathe
But the matador stood
I tried to tell him I was dying
Matador was still
He then looked over me and said:
‘you are not dead,
and I am not a matador.’
Exit
I have seen Bombs without targets in the immensity of wars, in the effervescence of hate, and hats of blame in hope of justice and games of remembered ideals that never were, only existed in a fake story, as blues became another aspect of commerce that inhales happiness and constantly looks for the future of sound and stars.
I looked for the past in what I could not seem to understand, as my teacher had always told me to forget what I had previously thought of the
I felt obliged to stare at the present
I felt the staring present walled by them, the army of unwanted kings who travel the night in search of land and space to conquer.
There is no time to exit, nor any exist in any forms,
L' Inconnue
Les jours ou les tranchées de guerre
Et les violences
Sont et seront
Comme hier
Et Aujourd’hui
A hurler
Ou faire d’elles
Mensonges
Ou vérités
Rien
Pas un mot, ni un nom,
Ne pourra à jamais dévoiler
La force que le corps
A lui seul
Peu dégager
Avec nos corps malades
Pensant les guérir par la parole
Alors que ces mots ne font qu’ennivrer
Dans des champs de magnétisme
J’observe le soleil
Partageant son amour
Et sa force de vie
Les étoiles se parlent
Dans un dialogue sans alphabet
La lune
Avec la Terre
Ne disent rien
Qu’on se souvient de ces moments
Pas un mot n’eut été vraiment dit
Mais si un mot revient
Cela veut peu être dire
Que les murs
Qui soit disant abritent nos pensées
Ne font que rendre
L’écho d’un bruit
Que nous mêmes avions inventé
La vérité étant de participer
A la guérison
D’une société blessée par un discours aveugle
Emotionellement asséchée
Qui ne demande qu’une chose :
Que l’on veuille bien cesser de lui dire qu’elle est belle
Mais qu’on la traite comme telle.
OHM
I am
Absorbed in the moments
Into a glimpse of flesh
A stage of reincarnation
Through leaves of thoughts
Us,
mind dwellers making nomadic moves
in a matrix of novelty
Settling for the middle
Entering the many gaps
As standing statues of societies
We are
The remain of great tribes
genetic codes able to change not only one but the many
Turning bread into a baker
Making gold with minds
Some
in disguise
Mimic the man
Who stands to the right
Wanting to be the one from the left
There is no sense in compromising
Because
We are the treasure
Each and everyone
Individually made and born to express uniqueness
To express your conscious breath
And to enfold the great you
I think that many times I felt secluded
And I know that I was wrong because
All of you can relate to this statement
And if you would have thought about telling someone
Those very words would have meant nothing
Here you are standing next to someone
Telling that person
“I feel secluded”
There are no boundaries
We are the treasure
In the morning of my birth
My mother held me on her chest
I remember that moment because I looked for it
Just as we look forward to happiness
It’s not a secret
Both of which happened already
and will happen again if you look for them
How many times have you been able to change the course of things
I say that none of us have ever stopped being masters
Masters of our lives and masters among others
Profoundly affecting the paths that we share
The temple has one rule
Everything echoes
This means that every step we make
And every actions or thoughts or desires or whatever we perceive
Has resonance
Everything has resonance
There are no boundaries
We are the treasure
Why am I repeating myself?
Is this guy trying to hypnotize us?
I say that there are many that walk among this earth
And already so deeply cursed
Disembodied souls that look without seeing
All programs set to default
Waiting… watching…
Today, tomorrow, and again… again…..again…..again…..again….again…..again
If I say that word enough times do you think it means that those lives are simply on repeat.
We have rules to be polite and other ones to be harmful
Smile to the lady but beat her ass if she doesn’t believe in god.
Statistically you are three standard deviations away from sanity
And the normal curve is looking pretty sick from here
I think that normalness must be on drugs
Maybe some sort of pharmaceutical treatment
And I don’t mention names
Cause I don’t like publicity.
Haaaaaa
Breathe,
It’s easy to get carried away and start buying the NYTimes
Receive USAToday in the mail box and get trashed that same night
You see unconsciously there is a reason as to why we get absolutely trashed
Primarily because one part of your brain wants to be happy and the other is screaming
“Oh shit this is gonna hurt”
And if you are one of those people that don’t feel anything
It probably means that you are the one on drugs
Coping, unconsciously,
Trying to forget…
And that’s cool with me
But don’t pollute my water
Don’t make my lady afraid
Don’t try to sell me anything
Deal your cards to no one
Because the second we share ideas
The second we start making change
We do change the world
Everything has resonance
There are no boundaries
We are the gold