Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 166 Thoughts and Works from the East

Not long after the film festival "The Crow" in the magical city ended, Hauser & Wirth Gallery in London also ushered in its first day.

"Hey! Ryan! Why are you still in London?" James is wearing a black vest today. Even in the cold and windy winter, you can still see his strong muscles and bronze skin. If you are unaware, you may think that It's still summer.

Inspired by crows, he also took several sets of photos about birds during this time.But for some unknown reason, the photos he took were always clear and very powerful, which did not match "The Crow" at all.

All his friends could say about this was that he should look in the mirror. How could such a wild man take such emotional photos?

Stop it.

Ryan, who was wrapped up thickly, looked at James' muscles, spread his hands and said, "I came back from Sweden and took a job. I plan to shoot a group of coastline scenery."

"Okay, let's go and take a look at the exhibition. Although I have seen Chen's "The Crow", I always feel that there is still something unfinished. It seems that there are still things that have not been discovered." James put his arm around Ryan's shoulders. , like a giant and his short minions.

"Yes, I thought so too, so I did my homework." Ryan looked proud.

James asked confused: "What homework?"

Ryan said: "I think the connection between the shooting location and the work is a very important clue, so I went to look up Northeast China. Oh, it is really a hot land suitable for creation."

"What do you say?" James asked.

But before Ryan could answer, he heard a familiar voice in front of him.

"Little Shah, you have become more and more beautiful recently." It was Mr. Ericson, wearing formal clothes, standing in front of the door, chatting with Shah.

"Hello, Mr. Chairman. Hello, Miss Shah." Ryan and James greeted together.

"What a wonderful encounter." Ericsson turned around and said. Although more than a month had passed, he still had fresh memories of watching the album together.

Unexpectedly, when I came to see the "Crow" exhibition again, several people met again.

Now the only one left is John, but he obviously can't come because he is currently filming a group of architectural landscapes for the government in France.

"Let's go, gentlemen, the exhibition is about to begin." Shah, wearing a white skirt and sheepskin coat, led everyone into the gallery, and everyone saw the work "The Crow" again.

In addition to these industry insiders, many people and critics who love photography art have come here, and they have begun to view the works.

Several people walked along the corridor of the gallery. After looking at a series of photos in front of them, they came to the central hall, where in addition to photos there was an installation art.

It was a tower-like device formed by seven TV sets placed together. Photos of "The Crow" were played in a loop inside. The black and white colors matched the colors of the old TVs.

"What is this?" Ryan asked curiously. He took two steps closer, lowered his head and took a closer look, but he didn't seem to see anything strange.

"This is a surprise." Shah said with a mysterious smile: "We will see it in another 10 minutes."

"Oh? Really?" Mr. Ericson nodded thoughtfully.

Since they couldn’t see the installation art for the time being, they continued to look at the photos, and this time they saw some new gains.

Mr. Ericson stopped at the photo of the wind and snow on the railway station track taken from the perspective of a crow, and looked at it carefully.Compared with the effect on the screen, the washed photos have a better texture and reflect more details.

Through the howling wind and snow, he could see the undulating outlines of buildings in the distance. Those giant buildings that symbolized industry were all silently staying in place, as if they had lost the vitality of movement.

Ryan and James walked next to him, and James suddenly said: "By the way, Ryan, what was the homework you mentioned before?"

Mr. Erickson also turned to look at Ryan.

Ryan whispered: "In order to research this work, I deliberately investigated the stories about this land. To put it simply, this place was the heart of China, and it supported the entire industry of China."

"What happened next?" James asked.

"Later, due to the development of business, a single industry could no longer drive China's further development, so a large number of people here were displaced from their jobs, just like the financial crisis." Ryan compared it.

"It's really bad. It seems to be the same everywhere in the world." James shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, that's why I say this is a fertile land suitable for creation." Ryan said: "It is precisely because it was once glorious and now lost that geniuses like Chen were born!"

"Okay, so this is what you did?" James raised his eyebrows.

"Why, don't you think this is important?" Ryan shrugged, his expression serious.

"Important, of course important." Mr. Ericson agreed: "I think this land is closely connected with Chen's works. As he said, this is not a simple work about feelings and life. Its connotation Far beyond our imagination, it’s just a pity that we still don’t know enough about the land of China.”

"Yes, we should pay attention to them and Chinese photographers. I feel that there may be surprises for us in the future."

Ryan repeated his point of view. Since he has been to China, he has obviously felt that the humanities are completely different from those in the West.He liked it there, the more restrained expression of emotion.

However, James obviously had different ideas: "I think that instead of expecting other Chinese photographers, it is better to think about what works Chen will bring next year."

"Chen? Doesn't he already have a museum? I think it's very amazing and the concept is very advanced." Ryan asked doubtfully.

Mr. Erickson replied on behalf of James: "Ryan, do you think that with Chen's creative enthusiasm, he will only shoot one film a year?"

Ryan was speechless, yes, it has only been a month and he has produced "The Museum of Perspective".

No matter how pessimistic you are, it is always possible to shoot another film.

"Okay, I underestimated Chen." Ryan admitted that he was rash.

"Zilla, zilla." The TV device in the hall not far away suddenly rang, attracting everyone's attention.

"Let's go and have a look." Several people came to the TV, and people watching the exhibition gradually surrounded them.

"Mr. Erikson, long time no see!" A middle-aged white man wearing glasses suddenly said hello to Mr. Chairman next to him.

Erikson turned around and saw that it was the famous media critic William Klein.

"Hi, William. I knew you wouldn't miss this exhibition." He smiled and approached William.

"Of course, I am the best critic in London." William smiled, his blue eyes and warm smile making him look very charming.

"He's also the best at compliments," Mr. Erickson added.

William said nothing because the video had already started playing on the TV device.

"Zila..." I saw the original snowflakes flashing, and a young man suddenly appeared on every screen.

Wearing black clothes with a white wall behind him, he faced everyone and said in fluent English: "Hello everyone, I am Chen Pingsheng."

"Welcome to the "Crow" exhibition." He extended his hand in a welcoming gesture.

"I believe you have already seen some of the photos, and you will definitely find some of them obscure, but don't worry. When you look at all the photos, go back to the cover and look at the title, you may be able to understand this work. That’s my intention.”

"But that's not what I want to say. What I want to say is, how do we live with them in the world? Not just animals, but also the smoke in those chimneys and the piles of garbage. How do they affect the entire world? What does it mean to the world, and what do we humans mean to these creatures and nature? This is what I think about.

"............

"So I hope everyone will watch this work with some thoughts. It is by no means just discussing crows, but there are deeper things that you need to dig out for yourself."

After saying this, Chen Pingsheng bowed, like a stage thank you: "Thank you again for coming to watch "The Crow". I hope you can spend a day full of thinking."

"Zila..." The image closed and returned to the flashing of photos.

"Interesting young man." William said, turning around.

"So what do you think about this work?" Mr. Erickson asked.

"Opinion? Not at all. After reading it, I just thought it was too crazy." William said exaggeratedly: "This is a technique of expression that I have never seen before. The extreme emotion brings endless thinking. It is simply too exciting. People are fascinated.”

“I’m as fascinated as you are,” Mr. Erickson agreed, then asked: “So you’re going back to reporting now?”

"Of course not, Mr. Chairman." William pointed to the photo on the wall: "I'm not addicted to it yet. It won't be too late for me to look at it twice more."

"Then I won't disturb your interest." Mr. Ericson said goodbye to him and began the appreciation process again, but this time he was listening emphatically to the discussion around him.

"Look at this photo, it's so cool. Why didn't I think of taking it like this?" This is a young photographer who is taking his girlfriend to see the exhibition.

"Wow, that's it. It's shocking." This is a middle-aged uncle. He is wearing slippers. He is very ordinary, but he seems to see the meaning in the photo.

"Crows and humans, it's impossible to tell them apart. It's so beautiful." This is a painter and a photography enthusiast. She is immersed in black and white art and cannot extricate herself.

No matter how many times Mr. Erikson observes it, all he hears is praise. Everyone thinks this is an outstanding work and a very infectious work.

This is the same as what he expected. He hopes to use truly good works to stimulate everyone's interest in photography.

So far, it seems that "The Crow" has achieved the first step.

The next step is to look at the analysis of the media and critics.

(End of this chapter)