Each day I wake up, I think about immersing in street photography. My thoughts are consumed by the world of street photography, a realm I am deeply dedicated to.
I wrote this text on the 22nd of May, 2024. It was a day when I focused only on my office job rather than immersing in street photography. Thus, I was sad a little bit. I was sorry I could not devote my free time to my biggest passion. In general, I treat my office job as an advantage because, thanks to working in broadly defined Finance, I am an independent artist who does not have to ask about clients’ opinions. Still, I am only a human. Sometimes, I wish I had more time for street photography so I could devote many hours of my life to it. I simply feel it makes sense, and it is one of the best things I can do not only for myself but also for society and future generations.
Undoubtedly, I prefer walking and visually analyzing mundane surroundings rather than sitting and staring at the screen.
Sometimes, I wonder whether I could immense so much in street photography to forget about practically everything. Indeed, while walking and switching off my mind, I feel present here and now, without thinking. I walk and feel that I live, realizing this state without any thoughts. While immersing in street photography during a walk, I feel a pure, childish joy is pumping through my veins. It is a moment when I realized I do not need anything to be happy, because I am happy here and now.
Without the feeling of happiness and pure joy, I would not do street photography. It would not make sense. I do not do it for money or fame. I feel this activity simply makes sense even though I cannot articulate this sense anyhow. Undoubtedly, the broadly defined creation process has a hard-to-explain sense.
