by Elliott Carter
This photograph of Elliott Carter and CF was taken in Mr. Carter's home in New York in February 2001.
Our greatest living composer, Elliott Carter, and I were introduced at the Cabrillo Festival by the then American, now German music critic Paul Moor. Mr. Carter has not written a letter for me to post on the web, but he has supported me with letters of recommendation, so I think it plausible to say that he supports my music, and since everybody knows the high esteem in which I hold his music, I hope it will be understood why I offer the indirect documentation below. Mr. Carter is in fact one of the few composers to help me who didn't have to because he was a teacher of mine; the work I have done with him was not a part of any institutional curriculum, but something he most kindly volunteered. Significantly, Carter recommended me for an emergency grant when I once almost lost my life in a hit-and-run accident as a result of being hit by the driver of a pickup truck while I was a pedestrian on a bicycle, and couldn't work for several weeks due to a skull fracture. However, I was told by the private granting agency, to which Mr. Carter made appeal on my behalf, that I had to accept the grant on the condition that I did not list them in my CV, and I assume that means it should not be named here.
When I applied for a job that I didn't get at DePaul University, for which Mr. Carter supported my application, he mailed me Dean Frederick Miller's reply to him; I hope it seems reasonable to say that Mr. Carter seems to have wanted to make sure I understood that it wasn't because he didn't support me that I didn't get the job. Here is Dean Miller's letter, which Elliott Carter sent to me, and, for good measure, the envelope he sent it in.