Rebirth of top photographers

Chapter 298 A night of miracles that can never be surpassed in the photography world!

Four awards!

The best single of the year, the most creative of the year, the best breakthrough of the year and the most influential of the year.

Chen Pingsheng has become the first winner of four awards in the competition.

The major media outlets were writing relevant articles before the live broadcast. They unanimously deleted the words "winner of three awards" and changed it to "four awards".

But it’s far from over yet, because the next annual award is coming again!
"Best Picture Series of the Year!" When Cornell announced the name of the award that followed, something funny happened.

All the audience and photographers focused their attention on Chen Pingsheng, unanimously.

Such a neat gaze startled him. Chen Pingsheng looked at the camera awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

Fortunately, Cornell's conspicuous bag attracted everyone's attention with a strange cry.

"Don't be so obvious!" Cornel was also embarrassed: "This will expose the agreement between me and Chen, and he won't pay me!"

Afterwards, he said amidst the laughter of the audience: "Now let us invite the award guests! Mr. Ericsson and Mr. Shi Honghua!"

Ericson and Shi Honghua walked onto the stage. Shi Honghua is a big figure in the domestic photography industry, but now that he is old, he has stopped taking photos.

However, the little old man is in good spirits, has steady steps, and looks very capable in a Tang suit. One look at him shows that he is in great shape.

After they stood at the front of the stage, Mr. Erickson opened the card in his hand and said slowly: "For the best picture series of the year, the nominees are..."

"South Korea, Son Myung-jung, "Tired City"."

On the big screen, a muscular man wearing a white suit immediately appeared. He raised his hands happily and greeted everyone.

Everyone knows that Koreans are crazy about fitness. Even at midnight, the gym will never close.

It is common to exercise until three or four in the morning.

I can’t tell whether this is life-saving or life-consuming.

"Switzerland, Pestoia Colantuono, "Fernandon South"."

This is a middle-aged lady with her hair tied up like a peacock in full bloom. She is also dressed in colorful clothes. She seems to have a unique aesthetic.

Her photo album is about a young man from a small town named Fernando, and his home is in southern Switzerland.

The photos record Fernando's daily life. The reason why she is a nominee is because her shooting method is very similar to "The Decisive Moment", both of which use a surrealistic shooting method.

“Iceland, Ferrari Leonardo, Infinite Loop.”

This one is even more important. His works have been selected for the Louvre Film Festival for three consecutive years. Even his appearance is comparable to that of Hollywood's middle-aged Leonardo.

The photos he took are about architectural themes, aiming to show the repetition and structural abuse of architecture.

“Bavaria, Aliu McAllister, ‘Distortion’.”

This photo album is a rare gay subject. The photography is very bold and uses a lot of abstract art, pop art, and glitch art.

Therefore, it is still very respected among a small group of people.

"Huaxia, Chen Pingsheng, "Unusual Place"."

And this name obviously needs no introduction, everyone has already seen it four times tonight.

This is the fifth time, and if nothing else happens, this time it will be his home court.

"To be honest, I am really pleased with the development of the photography industry." Shi Honghua put his head close to the microphone and said: "Especially the photographers who have emerged in recent years."

He didn't name who he was, but everyone knew who he was talking about.

"They've expanded the boundaries of photography and explored different directions. This is the greatest good thing for photography."

Shi Honghua opened the card in his hand: "Now, let me announce the winner of the best photo album of the year. He is..."

As he spoke, the lights flickered, and several people on the screen showed obvious nervousness, except Chen Pingsheng.

He was as relaxed as if he were sitting at home.

Shi Honghua said the text on the card word for word: "Best Photo Album of the Year, winner...Chen Pingsheng! "Unusual Place"!"

The audience applauded, and the applause even made Chen Pingsheng's ears feel a little uncomfortable.

He walked quickly to the stage, smiled and hugged Mr. Shi Honghua, then hugged Mr. Ericsson, and finally picked up his own trophy and microphone.

"I think you are all tired of it." He joked.

A big "NO" suddenly sounded from the audience.

"Okay, thank you everyone for still loving me." Chen Pingsheng shrugged: "If I said I didn't expect to win an award today, it would definitely be a lie. But really, I never thought I would win so many awards. This is for me Love is also a kind of pressure.

"Because what should I do if I can't make so many albums in the future?" He asked, which was an analysis of his own heart: "No one dares to say that he will always be able to make good works, and no one will say that he will never stop. At the peak.

“It’s the same for me. Although I still have many works in my mind that are worthy of shooting, they may not be able to surpass who I am today.

"But shouldn't I stop taking pictures? I couldn't bear it, because it represents a different direction and a different subject matter. Therefore, I thought about it for a long time and decided to take pictures of these works buried in my mind one by one. .

"Because I understand a truth, that is, photography is not a process of constantly climbing higher. When you have not reached a certain height, of course you can continue to surpass yourself. But once you are technically unable to make any progress, then What should I do? There is only one choice left.

"Expand or refute, expand into completely different subjects, try everything you haven't photographed before. Refute the existing rules and laws, and create something new. Maybe it's a mess, maybe it's not enough to complete what you have in mind. Thoughts, but that’s when art is at its most attractive.

“I am like a child picking up shells at the beach. Everything this ocean brings is too rich, and it is far from being fully explored.

"I also hope that I can be like a child, always retaining curiosity, and continue the work of photography until the day I grow old."

"Wow!"

There was thunderous applause.

After a short pause, Chen Pingsheng walked off the stage.

Mr. Erickson took the microphone and said with some emotion: "I was the one who awarded Chen's first Best Picture Series of the Year.

"This is the second one now, and maybe there will be more in the future. Of course, I hope you don't let him win the award so easily, because he is still young, his creativity is so amazing, and there is still a lot to expand. I hope In the future, more and more 'Chen Pingsheng' will emerge in the photography world. Only by improving the overall level can the art of photography continue to flourish."

"Thank you, Mr. Chairman!" Cornell took over and began to award the next award.

Chen Pingsheng looked at the changing light on the stage and suddenly felt Shah approaching him.

"Chen, are you planning to attend the reception this year?"

"No, if I go, I believe I will be exhausted." He shook his head.

"You're right, but you will indeed be very busy next because the film festival is about to start."

"When, what film festival?" Chen Pingsheng was a little confused. He had not heard any relevant news before.

"I added it on the spur of the moment, a film festival with the most awards in the competition, a global tour of fine products, how about it?" The corners of Shah's mouth curved like a crescent moon.

"Sounds good. I want to participate then?"

"Of course, this is the best opportunity. And you haven't had much rest in the past two years, why not take this opportunity to rest."

"I'm not very tired, but you're right, I only plan to shoot two albums next year."

"It's not easy," Shah joked: "When we urge other artists to create, we always use you as an example, and then they will say that you are a damn art animal. You must be the lover of the goddess of photography, otherwise your brain How can there be so many ideas?"

"Art animal?" Chen Pingsheng was ashamed and smacked his lips: "This is a really unpleasant title. It's better to call me an art lover." "Yes, so if you take a rest for a while, maybe no one will call you that."

As the two people were talking, Gesai finally came to an end.

After a series of performances, Cornell presented another award: "Newcomer of the Year!"

Seeing that everyone was focusing on Chen Pingsheng again, Cornel said exaggeratedly: "That's enough for you, Chen is not a newcomer!"

Everyone laughed and looked at Chen Pingsheng as soon as the grand prize was awarded. It had become a habit.

After an intense competition, the grand prize was awarded to Sarhan Bergson from Iran.

The photos he took won two category awards this year, making him a high-profile rising star in the photography industry.

Although according to what he said, he has been taking photos for five or six years and has never achieved anything, this is the first time he has been shortlisted.

But he was able to win this award, and those seemingly wasted time suddenly became his accumulation and experience.

Chen Pingsheng thinks that such a person who has accumulated a lot of experience is very good. At least he knows that honor is hard-won and easier to cherish.

Of course, in the eyes of others, he is the most outrageous newcomer in the photography world.

Although he is soft on the honors, he still maintains a low profile and humility. He does not seem to define himself by the number of awards. Even his consumption outlook remains in the ordinary category.

I don’t show off my luxury goods and watches in the film industry.

This is contrary to the state of young people.

Only Chen Pingsheng himself knew that after experiencing life and death, these things had long been looked down upon by him.

To put it bluntly, those so-called luxury goods are just a status symbol, and with his popularity, he no longer needs to add anything extra to prove himself.

He also hopes to leave his name in history with photos.

Just when he was lost in his thoughts, Cornell said the name of the last grand prize, which was also the name that everyone had been waiting for!
"The last one will be presented next, Best Photographer of the Year! Please present the award!"

The music started playing, the lights on the stage came on, and several figures walked from the backstage to the front. They were seniors in the photography industry, and they were all people who had won this award.

"Pica Hirst, Vermeer Huber, Shi Honghua, Shoichi Tanimoto."

"Thank you all the masters for being invited to come and present the awards!" Mr. Cornel and Mr. Ericsson stood on one side. Several masters walked to the front of the stage, and then Shi Honghua opened the card and handed it to everyone.

"The nominees are..."

"India, Aamir Babu."

"America, Dormer Wade."

"Britain, Fedor Bush."

When each name appeared, Chen Pingsheng's heart suddenly accelerated, like a car with the accelerator pedal dead, and his heart rate continued to surge, surpassing the past.

"Iraq, Kerry Mamuti."

“Gabon, Marcin Edu.”

Everyone also covered their mouths, feeling themselves getting nervous. Usually there are only four or five people for this award, so now it is the end.

After talking about Marcin Edu, Shoichi Tanimoto paused and handed the card to Shi Honghua.

It seems that there is no next nominee, which makes everyone feel a little disappointed. Is this the end?
Is it true that Chen Pingsheng was not nominated?
But after Shi Honghua picked up the card, he smiled and read again: "Hua Xia, Chen Pingsheng!"

"Huh!" Everyone let out a breath, and Chen Pingsheng's wildly beating heart finally fell to the ground.

The audience once again focused their attention on Chen Pingsheng. They didn't know what they were thinking, or they were completely worried.

If Chen Pingsheng wins the award, it means that he is the first photographer to win all the awards.

After all, in everyone's mind, the Rookie of the Year award is actually different from other awards, and is more of an encouragement.

And if Chen Pingsheng had not won the award, everyone would be disappointed but also happy at the same time.

Be thankful that others still have a chance.

In such complicated emotions, Shi Honghua tore open the card with the winner on it.

His expression was completely unrecognizable, only a smile.

But if you look carefully, you can see true happiness in his eyes.

"Photographer of the Year is..."

Silence, silence, still silence.

It wasn't until everyone's hearts were in their throats that he slowly said, "Hua Xia, Chen Pingsheng!"

"Congratulations!" All award presenters applauded together.

"Wow!" All the audience present applauded together.

"Wow!" All the fans watching the live broadcast applauded together.

"Wow!" All Chen Pingsheng's friends applauded together.

The applause came like a tide, drowning Chen Pingsheng. He stood up in a daze, swallowing nervously.

Then he straightened his suit, took a few breaths, and walked to the stage.

"Chen Pingsheng, congratulations!"

"You have performed a miracle!"

"The future is terrifying."

Listening to the compliments in his ears, Chen Pingsheng had to admit that this was the most nervous and exciting moment in his life.

none of them.

"Ahem." He picked up the microphone and cleared his throat. All the audience immediately stopped talking and applauding. They gestured to Chen Pingsheng with their eyes, as if they wanted him to say more, express his feelings about creation, say thanks, and say Out of the future.

But Chen Pingsheng was suddenly at a loss for words. He looked at the trophy in his hand.

The golden color seemed to be engraved in the depths of his soul like an indelible mark, making it impossible for him to forget it forever.

Perhaps even if he dies, he will sleep with this glory.

"Hello everyone, I'm Chen Pingsheng." He suddenly opened his mouth and reintroduced himself.

"If it weren't for photography, I might have died long ago..." He spoke slowly.

"It is photography that gives me the feeling of living, the passion and impulse to live." But his voice was firm.

"I love it just like I love my parents. I believe they will be very proud when they see me on stage."

Chen Pingsheng's parents in the audience had already burst into tears of joy, and Huang Liao also stood up from his chair excitedly.

After Chen Pingsheng finished speaking, he paused and then laughed: "So thank you to them, thank you to photography, thank you to all my friends who support me, and thank you to everyone who has viewed my works."

"I love you."

(End of this chapter)