I want to turn to the possibility that psychoanalysis may acquire the status of a found object and hence, and for all parties concerned, be no more and no less than an animated, resilient, and, eventually (gasp!), irrelevant object.
The most obvious and frequent strategy for addressing this question has been to elaborate on the clinical and psychodynamic factors that allow for the analysand’s associations to take on the quality of a found object, for the expression of dreams, memories, demands, and affects to occupy the intermediate space between hallucination and reality, for, in turn, the analyst’s intervention to meet this expression on its own terrain instead of functioning as a correction according to a scientific fact (“this is what actually happened”) or an injunction in the name of a psycho-mythology (“this is what should happen”), for, in other words, the analyst’s intervention to take on the quality of a found object as well. Contra the classic strategy advocated by Freud and Klein according to which every clinical phenomenon ought to be identified, understood, and interpreted as the enactment of some pre-existing unconscious pattern, Winnicott’s elaborations have prompted many clinicians to focus and promote the analysand’s use of his or her words, wishes, and predicaments, of the person, presence, and utterances of the analyst, of the frame, the couch, and the money that exchanges hands at the end of a calendar period, of, in sum, the whole range of factors that constitute and shape the analytic situation as a found object. Transference, aggression, and defence, for instance, are no longer the unconscious puppet masters that need to be exposed and neutralised; they are to be understood and responded to as the effects of the analysand’s attempts at utilising the analytic situation and all that runs through it as a found object.
What become crucial in such a context are the analyst’s own responsibility in the face of such use, the interpretive, counter-transferential, and extra-transferential factors that correspond to and further that use. Such a responsibility entails the analyst’s recognition that every single aspect of the analytic situation must not only be animated and resilient, but that it must eventually cede its place to something other than and greater than itself, that, in other words, it must become irrelevant. Much like the found object that is a toy will sooner or later lose its meaning in favour of a broader field of cultural expression, the found object that is a dream, an intervention, a transference, an analysis, an analyst even (or perhaps especially) will not so much come to pale in comparison to a deeper or richer other of its own kind, it must eventually open onto an altogether greater experience, non-clinical and extra-analytic. To put it roughly, for a psychoanalysis to qualify as a found object not only can it not be its own end, it must also foster its own ultimate dissipation.
While setting its author apart from those orientations that construe the culmination of the analytic process as the analysand’s identification with or internalisation of the analyst, it seems as if there is nothing uniquely Winnicottian about this call for the dissipation of analysis. Classical Freudians have proposed that the “resolution of the transference” be the measure of clinical success and Lacanians have defined the cure in terms of the dissolution of the analytic “subject supposed to know.” What does set Winnicott apart is the fact that while the clinician in him equips us with the category of the found object as yet another instrument that serves our psychoanalytic objectives, the philosopher in him opens up for us the possibility of transforming that object into a meta-clinical frame by which we may understand and assess the practice and its objectives not only from within the analytic situation, and hence according to the needs or expectations of those that participate in it, but also, and, I believe, much more interestingly, from without.
Winnicott gives us not just a tool of analytic inquiry that may eventually be displaced by other more accurate or more efficient, but no less analytic, tools but also a standard grounded in analytic theory and practice by which both the theory and the practice (rather than any particular analytic moment or process) can be assessed. Psychoanalysis, Winnicott tells us, does not stand outside of the history of that quintessentially human phenomenon, play; it is only its “most recent form” (“Playing: A Theoretical Statement”, 41); and though he speaks of it as a “highly specialised” type of play, nowhere does he indicate that psychoanalysis is that history’s culmination; in fact, there is good reason to believe that Winnicott would have to agree with the idea that, much like the found object in the life of the individual, psychoanalysis is but a found object in the life of the species, an object that will neither die nor be repressed but will simply lose its meaning in favour of more subtle, more collective, or maybe even more enduring forms of “play.”
As a discipline, psychoanalysis seems to have entirely sidestepped the challenge at the heart of Winnicott’s notion of the found object. Freud could not have conceived of civilisation without analysis since civilisation is, as it were, the Petri dish of humanity’s psychological ailments which only analysis is qualified to handle. As for Klein and Lacan, and though they disagreed on just about everything analytic, they would have been in complete accord over the impossibility of even imagining humanity’s growth without a psychoanalysis that would temper culture’s otherwise devastatingly aggressive and distorting effects on the individual psyche. I doubt that, by definition, Winnicottians are more amenable to the idea of a “life without analysis” than their Freudian, Kleinian, or Lacanian counterparts. (A Winnicottian colleague I respect asked if I was contemplating leaving the profession; when I answered in the negative she jokingly requested that I hold off on expressing these thoughts till after she retires!)