Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 163 Critics’ praise
On the first day of the closed opening of "The Crow", early in the morning, many photographers and critics from the industry came.

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are undoubtedly Feng Yisheng and Zhou Wenyuan. One is a nationally renowned professional photography critic, and the other is a fast-talking local critic who is loved by the public in Shanghai.

Although the two took two different routes, they are both respected by the photography circle.

Because they discovered a lot of good works and good photographers.

Half of the people present had been commented upon by him.

Therefore, when the two of them appeared at the Feimu Art Museum, they immediately aroused everyone's interest.

"Teacher Feng." A middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face approached Feng Yisheng and said, "I didn't expect you to be invited to the opening of this film exhibition!"

"Yes, it seems that the winner of the photo album of the year is quite confident." People around him also started laughing.

Feng Yisheng is wearing a dark windbreaker with a black vest and leather boots. Her hair is half black and half white. She is about 40 years old and looks very elegant.

He smiled and said: "I am also curious about the work "The Crow". Although I participated in the competition as a judge before, the unit I was responsible for was not a photo album, so I missed the opportunity to see the whole picture."

"It turns out that Mr. Feng, you are also a judge of the competition this year. It's a pity that the domestic photography circle is not doing well. It was hard to get the competition venue into the country, but you didn't win a few more awards." The middle-aged man said with emotion.

This year's competition only won three awards in China. If it weren't for Chen Pingsheng's annual photo album, it would be like using your own venue to award awards to others. This is really not good-looking.

"The atmosphere in China has always been relatively conservative, so I have always encouraged new photographers to come forward. Gesai did the same this time, and clearly mentioned three new ones. This is likely to be the case in the next few years, so all photographers present hope that We can make breakthroughs next year." Feng Yisheng expressed her opinion, and as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Zhou Wenyuan's voice.

"Breakthrough? Teacher Feng, don't expect too much."

Feng Yisheng turned her head and asked doubtfully: "What did Teacher Zhou say?"

Zhou Wenyuan smiled and pointed with his chin at a few people gathered in the distance.

Feng Yisheng took a look and found out that he was a disciple of Li Baozhen, a representative of the freehand landscape school, Wang Yiguo.

He is Li Baozhen's third disciple and the one with the best reputation in the country. He has gathered a large number of people in the capital's photography circle and established a company to teach others how to take photos.

Naturally, the theme of this professor revolves around the freehand brushwork of landscapes.

As the old saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are circles, there are factions.

It stands to reason that photography, an art with outstanding personal style, is difficult to form a group, but over the years, domestic artists have not achieved much success in competitions other than freehand landscapes, and the trend is also quite conservative.

In addition, the public's aesthetics has always been stuck in the old days, resulting in more and more people embracing the freehand landscape.

Internally, they propagate and promote the quintessence of the country, in the name of bringing glory to the country, but privately they engage in clique-related activities.

Externally, they use stereotyped Chinese scenery to please foreigners, completely ignoring the real national conditions and public opinion.

That is to say, the country has developed rapidly in the past ten years, and the country has become increasingly closely integrated with the world.The aesthetic taste of the masses also began to improve continuously, and their faction lost a lot of people before it ceased operations.There is no excessive interference in the creation of other photographers.

You must know that 15 years ago, they were the ones who dared to label photographers who shot other types of works as advocating foreigners.

Of course, the main scope of the freehand landscape school is still within the circles of art photography and mainstream photography.He doesn't have much ability to influence the majority of ordinary photographers or commercial photographers.

If Chen Pingsheng had debuted more than ten years earlier, in an era when the Internet was not particularly developed, whether his works would be qualified to participate in the competition would even depend on the attitude of the landscape freehand school.

It can be said that it covers the sky with one hand!
This is all the bad trend brought by Li Baozhen.

Feng Yisheng snorted in her heart, but this so-called master was old and times had changed. Now this sect is no longer as prosperous as it used to be.

"What is he here for?" he asked in a low voice.

Zhou Wenyuan smiled and said: "What else can I do? I heard that "The Crow" is a black and white photo, so I came to explore the place."

Feng Yisheng raised her eyebrows: "I hope Chen Pingsheng will not recognize this family."

Zhou Wenyuan frowned: "Who knows, but young people probably don't like to be dependent on others."

While the two were talking, the door of Feimu Art Museum opened, and Chang Ming, wearing a gray suit, walked out: "Thank you all the industry leaders for coming to the opening ceremony of our "Crow"..."

After saying a few words, everyone immediately walked into the hall of the art museum in an orderly manner.

At first glance, I saw the huge cover on the wall.

"This layout is very interesting." Zhou Wenyuan said, and then walked along the planned corridor.

Feng Yisheng stood there and watched carefully for a while, and then slowly started to watch after he had a clue.

"What a strange shooting technique." Standing in front of the first row of photos, many photographers were discussing the composition style of this work in low voices.

Feng Yisheng raised her eyes and saw those photos of crows growing from few to many. Whether it was the shooting technique or the composition, they all revealed a sense of loneliness, as if the photographer was in a special state when taking the photos.

Going further, he found that the perspective had changed unexpectedly, and every picture looked very blurry and unreal.

Several other photographers stood in front of the photo of a figure in the wind and snow and wondered: "What is this photo taken? Why does it look like a blind photo?"

But this was by no means a blind shot. An idea flashed in Feng Yisheng's mind, and he seemed to have grasped a certain context, and then he kept walking along the road, and kept walking.Soon I saw those sets of photos that switched perspectives back and forth.

"Snowy scene, fish head, cat."

“The crow, flies, falls.”

Feng Yisheng felt his heart beating rapidly because he had realized the connotation of this work.

At this moment, he seems to have become the crow in the work. In this dark environment, with the help of a few lights, he is flying in the art museum, overlooking each person and photo.

And when he saw the Northeast scene in the wind and snow, he stayed there for a long time.

He seemed to be recalling the impact the photo had given him.

Moving forward, we soon saw an empty lake, few people, and scenes that represented images of hope.

"The tone is starting to get high." He said to himself, thinking that there would be a happy ending next.

But the photos unexpectedly show urban chaos, explosions and crows perched on buildings.

And when he got to the end, when he saw the old man's back, goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body.

"It's amazing." He said with a contented sigh in his voice.

Then he followed the movement and found that he was back at the beginning, where the cover was.

Looking at the cover again, he fully understood the meaning of the entire work.

Zhou Wenyuan also came back at this time. The two of them looked at the cover in silence for a long time, and then Feng Yisheng suddenly smiled: "I thought the album award this time was compensatory, but I didn't expect it."

"I didn't expect to underestimate him, right?" Zhou Wenyuan couldn't help stroking his hands and sighing: "I can say this, there is no one before, and there will be no one after. There is no more crow in the world."

"Yes, a work like this may really be the only one in the photography circle."

Feng Yisheng nodded, agreeing with his opinion.

At the same time, more and more people had finished watching the film festival. When they saw two well-known critics, Feng Yisheng and Zhou Wenyuan, they immediately gathered over.

"Teacher Feng, Teacher Zhou, what do you think of the photo?" One of the photographers asked: "Although I generally understand his intention, there are still some things I don't understand."

"Yeah, it's hard to comment on this kind of photo."

"I think the shooting technique is very good and very artistic."

"But it's in black and white, and it feels better in color."

Everyone has their own opinions, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that they are all shocked by the connotation of the work, because it is indeed the first time they have seen such a photo album that switches back and forth between the perspectives of humans and animals.

Just as Feng Yisheng was about to answer everyone's doubts, Zhou Wenyuan suddenly saw Chang Ming walking towards him: "It seems we don't need to explain next."

Chang Ming came to the crowd: "Everyone, Mr. Chen, the author of "Crow", will be here soon to discuss the work with you. It is in the reception area of ​​the exhibition hall. If you are interested, you can chat with Mr. Chen."

After hearing this, everyone realized that it was already eleven o'clock and it was time for the communication session.

I didn't expect time to fly by so quickly after watching this film festival. I can only say that Chen Pingsheng's photos are really easy to immerse yourself in.

Everyone followed Chang Ming to the reception area, where there were just the right number of chairs, in no particular order, and everyone could choose their seats at will.

But the seats in the first row were undoubtedly given to Feng Yisheng and Zhou Wenyuan.

Here you can also better interact and exchange opinions with the author.

As for the remaining seats, before everyone could give up the result, Wang Yiguo came over and sat directly next to Feng Yisheng without saying a word.

The other photographers were silent when they saw this, and they didn't want to communicate more with this guy.

Because he is well-known in the circle for being arrogant, with an arrogant temper and arrogant style.

In fact, it was the master Li Baozhen who got used to it.

When everyone was seated, Chen Pingsheng finally showed up. The young man slowly came down the stairs with a confident smile on his face, looking full of energy.

This is also the first time for everyone to see the winner of the annual photo album up close, but they feel even more that this work does not look like he could have shot it.

Because the style is so outstanding, many photographers find it difficult to believe that such a young person can skillfully use black and white film to shoot this work without more than ten years of training.

But the prize is there, no doubt about it.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the people in front of him and naturally sat on the stool prepared by Chang Ming. He was slightly taller than the others by half a head, allowing everyone to see him clearly.

He smiled and introduced himself: "Hello everyone, I am Chen Pingsheng, the author of "The Crow"."

(End of this chapter)