Since Kickstarter started people have gotten use to the idea of crowdfunding. “You like this idea? Well if you give us money, we can make it work.” This made me wonder, are people afraid to talk about something as personal as money? We’re always afraid to tread on people’s toes but in our heads we classify people by their wealth inadvertently. I do that, I classify by money now and then. It’s a trait I need to loose.
Amanda Palmer did a TED talk and now has a book named: The Art of Asking. In between what all she asks, she also asks for one of the most obvious things: money. Her kickstarter fund for her album got close to $1.2 million. But then there’s the guy who just wanted to raise $10 for a potato salad and ended up getting close to $55 000, he even threw a party. He really got more than he bargained for.
Locally we’ve had “well supported” Indiegogo funds, not everyone reach their target. The two I know of, Jeremy Loops and Stone Cold Jane Austen, JL released his album and SCJA will be released by Nu Metro in 2015. But still I ask “does it make it easier to talk about money?” I went to a local gig and the musician had to ask everyone if they have paid (it was a house gig) and I could see him cringe just a bit. Is it still taboo in SA to ask for money?
I grew up in a house where money never was discussed. As a kid I never got pocket money. When my parents divorced I knew money was a problem. My dad got married again and as a teenager, I only started earning pocket money by data capturing people’s IRP 5s. (I stopped this because of my number dyslexia.) I worked in a shop – the poor customers that had to wait – and got fired by a racist lady who said, if you followed me on Twitter you’ll sort of know this – that she couldn’t keep me on as she had to pay me minimum wage but she did have to do that for black people. I was glad I left, also glad her shops went under.
Money never became a relevant thing to me until I started realising that it makes the world go round. To be honest, I grew up poor. My mother couldn’t make two ends meet. I knew how it was going to bed still hungry. They say poor families are the happiest, well not this one. I only knew the luxury of money as a teenager.
This year has taught me a lot about money. I don’t have a stable income anymore. I had to buy new glasses – THEY ARE EXPENSIVE – and generally any other things that is deemed essential. I don’t want to rely on others, but my situation has made me so. I’m afraid to ask people for money because I know that it’s a pressure point. Which means I suck at asking clients for money. Because of my upbringing, money is still a difficult subject.
No matter how many crowdfunding ventures there are, money is not an easy thing to talk about. We do not want other people to know when we are struggling, but sometimes we want to make it known to the world that we’ve made it. We buy flashy cars and do expensive things. And even then there are still people who struggle with their money as they buy these things on loans and with money that they should rather save.
Crowdfunding has maybe opened the door where we are more comfortable to ask for things when the ‘project’ is right. But I won’t be able to ask for someone to fund my novel. It’s my thing and I should be able to do it myself – maybe I am just stubborn – and no one else is allowed to talk to me about money. But maybe crowdfunding has started to break down barriers that we’ve put up, no one knows and the future is unpredictable. Maybe this is the step in the right direction.