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I felt a renewed sense of pride in their achievements, as well as those of the writers – the Peruvian Vargas Llosa, the Mexican Octavio Paz, the Argentinean Julio Cortazar, the Uruguayan Eduardo Galeano, and the Brazilian Jorge Amado – whose books were crossing borders.
Latin American writers have won six Nobel prizes in literature and a global readership. The continent’s music is exported to markets around the world, and who hasn’t heard of salsa or samba?
In the classical field, new audiences and talents are being found all the time. Daniel Barenboim conducts orchestras from Buenos Aires to Chicago and Palestine. Gustavo Dudamel began his career conducting Venezuela’s Youth Orchestra. Ballet dancers and choreographers such as Alicia Alonso and Julio Bocca make their mark in Havana and Buenos Aires, New York and Madrid. Oscar Niemeyer’s architecture in Brasilia embodies the freedom to innovate and express.
A new Latin American identity: In the 1980s I moved to Cuba, which had already built new art schools where young voices and visions reflected this new Latin American identity. Cuban film was enjoying a rebirth, and artists across the continent were transitioning from the written word and the canvas to the moving image, attracted to video’s ability to reach millions of viewers through cinema and television screens.
I had studied film in distant Australia, and now wanted to tell stories from a Latin American perspective. I was struck by the Cuban painter Manuel Mendive, who had suffered a debilitating street car accident and had an epiphany. His art moved away from conventional representations and began connecting to Cuba’s African roots. Mendive’s body paintings on dancers were as ephemeral and beautiful as the changing blooms in his garden. My video captured the dancers’ bodies, which at times became indistinguishable from the lush vegetation that surrounded us, with eyes and lips painted on leaves that moved in the tropical breeze.
Each new generation uses new tools, and film and video have become our codes to decipher reality and denounce the injustices that were hidden out of sight, among them those committed by the military dictatorships that ruled much of the continent during the 1970s and 1980s.
These days, Latin American film is enjoying a boom, and its filmmakers are winning international recognition, with Academy Awards for the Argentineans Luis Puenzo and Juan Jose Campanella and the Mexicans Alfonso Cuaron and Gonzalez Inarritu.
Their films, like those of Brazilian director Walter Salles, cover a range of issues, from local themes such as rural migration and the children of the ‘disappeared’ to more universal concerns, such as space travel in Cuaron’s Gravity.
New technologies are democratising access to art and creating a universal language through which we can reveal our concerns and our stories and broadcast them around the world or share them on the screen of a mobile phone.
Art and politics are always connected in Latin America. In my own work as a journalist and video maker, I have sought to highlight that link, in documentaries that tracked social and political transformations, from the protest songs of Paraguay to the revolutionary murals in Nicaragua and the melancholy tangos that accompanied emigration in Uruguay. When I moved to the US, my work continued to focus on Latin American and Latino filmmakers, funding or producing programmes, such as Latin Music USA and the Voces series.
There remains, however, much to be discovered, especially what I call activist art, performed with passion and perseverance on the fringes of the affluent world of Latin America’s cities. That art is less known and appreciated, and its transformative effect is more difficult to ascertain in the short term. Transforming societies requires courage as well as talent and dedication. The results of that commitment and sacrifice sometimes remain invisible or unrecognised.
Al Jazeera’s ‘Viewfinder’ series has made it its mission to chronicle the artists who toil in such obscurity, and the impact they have on those around them, whether they are endangered, isolated and suppressed like many in remote indigenous communities or marginalised and neglected, like teenage prostitutes, prisoners and gang members.
Yesterday’s muralists are today’s graffiti artists; their paint brushes replaced by spray cans. The minstrels of the past have been reborn as rappers and trovadores. Theatre has left its curtains and velvet seats behind and is now performed in penitentiaries and on street corners. Dance has moved beyond the academies and into the danzones in plazas and parks.
Art is no longer aimed at the elite; it is a tool to overcome trauma and displacement, loneliness and despair. And nowhere is that more needed than on a continent where our cities glimmer at the centre but hide favelas on their fringes, where depleted mines and forests ravage the land and crime and drug abuse the people – a constant reminder of our unequal distribution of wealth and opportunity.
Activist artists reach out to those who are disadvantaged. Their stories matter, and move us. They lift the human spirit and celebrate the talent hidden behind the dirt and desolation. And they show us that there are many Fridas among us, quietly creating a lasting legacy for us all.
Originally appeared as: ‘Change through art: Latin America’s other revolution’.
Courtesy: Aljazeera.com