I can never get enough of Christophe Jacrot's glorious photographs. He makes the most of the aesthetics of adverse meteorological conditions - blizzards, thunderstorms, deluge, you name it. Urban landscape essentially seen as a pluviophile's dream. By romanticizing bad weather, Jacrot is able to show us the streets of Paris in the rain and capture the glowing neon-drenched Hong Kong blind alleys in a different light, angle and context. Oh, and, of course, a few umbrellas struggling with the wind. This French photographer isn't afraid of storms, adding visually rich elements soaked in heavy rain to his concept of photography, while people look more like ghosts, as the viewer gets easily distracted by the forces of mighty Mother Nature. Wet roads, silent boulevards, noisy traffic, glistening asphalt, slippery puddles reflecting the lights late at night, like a film noir shot in technicolor. There is something rather poetic about this way of glamourizing rainfall and its beauty in a big city, such as London or New York. It looks as though the dense metropolitan atmosphere appears aware of its own sense of loneliness and solitude and doesn't try to hide it at all; on the contrary. When it rains, it pours, and when it pours, this is how it looks like through Jacrot's lens.