The filmmaker, like his peers in the other media, now realizes that the
artist is also a public person. He no longer isolates himself from society.
Instead of working in his ivory tower he is a citizen of the slums, of the
streets, of the battlefields if need be. The artist is becoming a
participant. He tries to be true, not only to his craft but also to himself.
What he says on the screen, he also says in the streets. For it is the
supreme duq of the artist to investigate the truth no matter what forces
attempt to hide it. And then to report this truth to the people, to confront
them with it. Like a whiplash it will cause wounds but will free the mind
from the various fantasies and escapist fares with which "the establishment"
pollutes our minds.
To the best of our abilities, and even if we often times fail, we must
produce films that will hurt, films that will disturb, films that will not
let you rest. For the times are bad and, given times like these, it is a
crime to rest. We cannot rest, and should not, while there is a Filipino
starving in Negros, an Aquino crying for justice, a victim of police killing
lying in a garbage heap. Although it is the duty of the artist to work for
what is true, good and beautiful, first we must expose and fight what is
wrong.
In these times, when the government-controlled media hide the truth, when
most of what we get is silly gossip, pretty flesh and sensationalized crime,
we must go to the streets to find out what is happening. We must listen to
those who dare risk their lives and livelihoods, who reiterate once more the
utmost duty of the artist, that he be a committed person, taking the side of
any human being who is violated, abused, oppressed or dehumanized, and that
he use whatever instrument is his—the pen, the brush or the camera.
I accept this award for all such artists, dedicated persons whose names may
never be known or published, doing their share, whether in
the streets or in prison camps. Some of them may even have died, or at this
very moment be fighting for their lives. This award then is for these
artists:
They may gag and blindfold you, silence and imprison you, but they will
never be able to destroy what made you an artist in the first place—your
brave and continuing dedication to the human race.
Together with you I thank the Ramon Magsaysay Award Foundation for telling
us that we should continue our work.
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