“Kindergarten teachers, mayors, CEOs, designers, engineers, activists, and starving artists, we all basically agree creativity is a good thing and we should have more of it,” writes Franklin in The Cult of Creativity. But how did we get here? What is it about creativity that is so inherently good, and does it actually offer the solution to all of our problems?
As the subtitle of Franklin’s book suggests, the highly valued quality we call “creativity” – so ubiquitous today as to seem universal and timeless – is actually quite new. Franklin tells a story of psychologists, scholars, business management “gurus,” ad men, education policymakers, artists, and engineers who together reified creativity as immanently versatile, a trait both inherent to the individual and developable at scale. In theory and in practice, creativity became the solution to the United States’ postwar ills: anxieties over the emergence of a “mass society” and its attendant threat of “conformity”; increasing alienation in the workplace; fear of Soviet technological superiority and communitarian ideology; and the urgent need for education expansion and reform at the national level. It turns out the taken-for-granted virtue of creativity is yet another dubious invention of midcentury cold war and a product of academia’s collusion with industry.
From our 21st century vantage point, the history that Franklin traces is at times weird, at times funny, and often eerily familiar. In his first chapter, for instance, he locates creativity’s early roots in the postwar psychology boom. As American anticommunist sentiment grew, people rejected materialist explanations for their increasing anxiety and alienation and instead turned inward. Psychologists became the bearers of new social and cultural capital. Creativity research – pioneered by psychometricians such as Joy Paul Guilford and Calvin Taylor – was a compelling sell to both industry and the private citizen, valuable precisely because it could capture the benefits of supposedly inborn, personal traits and “distribute [them] among the millions.” Not surprisingly, it was also attractive to employers and managerial scientists. Franklin offers an example of this in a 1962 panel co-convened by the McKinsey Foundation of Management Research and the University of Chicago Business School. In addition to well-known psychologists, panelists included ad tycoon David Ogilvy and famed Bell Labs physicist and “eugenicist Silicon Valley pioneer” William Shockley. Together, the participants found that highly creative employees tended to be motivated not by loyalty to an organization but by their own passions and innate entrepreneurialism. Through the right controlled methods, such creativity and passion could be cultivated in all workers and harnessed in the name of industrial progress.
In his final chapter, Franklin turns to the new economic order that began to emerge in the 1970s, when creativity become an industry in itself. The contemporary emergence of “creative” everything – the creative class, creative cities, creative spaces – is, as Franklin writes, “the logical conclusion of fifty years of creativity discourse structuring our worldview.” And this should concern us. Creativity’s discursive entrenchment has led to the privileging of a “bohemian” capitalist aesthetics over genuine equity. It encourages individuals to understand their “career and lifestyle preferences as expressions of innate personality traits rather than as exercises in class distinction.” It normalizes the deprivations of late capitalism as a problem of individual ability rather than the product of compounded political choices.
Hong’s Passionate Work offers a theoretical response to the post-Fordist moment where Franklin’s history ends – a moment when the technology and creative sectors refashioned the workplace as a site not only for labor but for leisure, and where workers’ relational and affective attachments would be both encouraged and regulated. This has presented a new problem that many of us are familiar with: an emphasis on autonomy, passion, creative fulfillment, and positive vibes that often comes at the expense of humane labor conditions and organizing efforts to improve them. But according to Hong, the “trade-off” thesis of post-Fordist work doesn’t fully account for today’s shifting work culture. Workers aren’t merely following their passions, nor are they being duped into an exchange of emotional fulfillment for exploitation. Rather, passion itself has become “increasingly mobilized as a shield, a means of attenuating the psychic drain of economic uncertainty and income scarcity.”
Reaching as far back as the 19th century, Hong traces the shift from “happiness” to “passion” within modern managerial discourse; the psychological relationship between passion and resilience as responses to serialized unemployment; the growing gamification of the workplace as an expression of “compassionate imagination” and “hopeful suspension”; and, finally, contemporary coworking spaces as “urban preserves,” where freelance workers (often of the creative type) can attune themselves to the rhythms of capitalism and its promise of the good life despite the precarity of their position.
Much of Passionate Work is so satisfying to read because it confirms and names a tension that feels deeply true. At this point, it is difficult to meet breathless exhortations for workerly passion with anything but cynicism. For many of us, a job is a job; we work because life is expensive, and the money has to come from somewhere. Even still, isn’t it also the case that for many – particularly those who entered the workforce after 2008 – whatever employment prospects do exist have been tinged by resignation mixed with existential dread? Is passion a luxury we simply can’t afford? Or is it the only thing worth working for given the deprivations and uncertainty of late-stage capitalism?
Freelancing, as found in contemporary coworking spaces such as WeWork, is a particularly good example of this. As Hong tells it, “Coworking supports and permits the neoliberal fantasy: a belief that the decline of the middle-class good life can be stymied through self-transformations afforded by an infrastructural object,” by a passionate entrepreneurial subject who has “perfected the art of the hustle” and for whom the work of self-improvement is never done. As infrastructures of passionate, self-directed labor, coworking spaces materialize a positive aesthetics of sociality and leisure that boosts workers’ confidence and motivates them to work more, grind harder.