While photographing in the cold rain, I am afraid about my camera.
I wrote this text on the 20th of September, 2022. It was a day when I did street photography on a rainy and cold day. It was 11 degrees Celsius (51,8 degrees Fahrenheit). While soaking, I realized that it would be much colder for me. Still, I was not afraid of it. I was worried that my camera could break up during soaking. I have no doubts that most people who start to soak in the rain immediately would begin looking for shelter, protecting themselves and their cameras from the rain. I am not one of them. During my one-and-a-half-hour photo walk, I was walking in the www.adammazek.com t-shirt and feeling tremendously cold. I was not afraid that I get cold.
The chilling cold only provided me with a natural euphoric state. The truth is that every time I go for a walk and take pictures, I feel the state mentioned above pumping through my veins.
I do not know how it happens, but it still works in walking in the cold and street photography. I cannot imagine living without walking, doing street photography, and exposing my body to coldness, even when it rains. I care much more about my camera, which can be damaged due to water influence than myself. Cold rain falling straight onto my face is like a katharsis for me. I feel I am still alive when I feel it. When I see people escaping from the rain, I regret that they do not feel the same euphoric state as I did. How happy I am that the hot summer days in 2022 have already ended, and I have started to cool down my body in the frigid temperatures. The more I do it, the more I want it.
