Latest posts – Adam Mazek Photography

Text “Can I write for the whole night long?” was the fifth text I wrote on the 15th of November, 2025.

When I was doing street photography on the 11th of November, 2025, in the Wlochy district, I noticed a place (not for the first time in my life, as I ...

Doing street photography is a privilege. War in Ukraine reminds me of it.

Writing new texts and scheduling posts on my blog is like the ticking of a clock or the beating of a heart: I never know if the text I’m writing ...

In today’s post (I wrote it on the 15th of November, 2025), I will try to explain when I will increase the weight of my rucksack for rucking.

I’ve been doing street photography for over 10 years, and today I want to stress that it’s only the beginning of my creative journey.

In the “Letter to Fear” post, I will reply to the letter from Fear, which I published in my previous post. Here we go:

Post “The Letter From Fear” is inspired by the “Mindful Photographer” book by Sophie Howarth, published by Thames & Hudson.

Today, I will write some thoughts on inspirations.

The older I get, the more I realize that we must lose to win.

The older I get, the more I realise that it is much better to take a longer sleep rather than eat breakfast.

Today (I wrote this text on the 8th of November, 2025), at the beginning of walking, doing street photography, and rucking, I told myself, “Enjoy discomfort.”

While walking and doing street photography, I do not think that my pictures will become historical and documentary pictures someday, in the future.

Sometimes, there are moments in my life when I think I control everything, literally every aspect of my life. Then, suddenly, I wake up.

In old age, I would like to look at my childhood photo and say to myself that everything was and is fine, even though it was damn hard. 

I think that’s true wisdom in life. Living in the present, being mindful of the here and now, is the key to finding joy in everyday life.

Some memories seem as distant as stars.

Does writing to the imaginary “my Dear Friend” mean writing to myself? I believe so.

Is pain my main driver to live?

There is no straightforward explanation for how I write my texts, my Dear Friend.

I decided to write this text so that if someone searches for “Street Photography Warsaw” on Google, they will find my website. Let’s see if this magic happens!

Sometimes I imagine Warsaw as warfare and that I am a soldier with a heavy backpack holding a gun in my hand (instead of a camera).

Today (I wrote this text on the 24th of October, 2025), I will try to explain what it means to be a free artist for me.

As far as I can, I would like to avoid being pigeonholed.

Often, when I think about my following text or my next set of photos (can you imagine, my Dear Friend, that in 2025 I haven’t published a single new set ...

Sometimes I wonder what new life my photos will take on after my death.

It is 2 a.m. on the 20th of October, 2025.

Today (I wrote this text on the 19th of October, 2025), I will explain why street photography has unlimited possibilities.

Today (I wrote this text on the 18th of October, 2025), I will write some thoughts regarding people’s expectations regarding life.

Today (I wrote this text on the 17th of October, 2025), I will write about what we should focus on.

We often hear we should be better versions of ourselves. But what if our best versions are already behind us, gone forever, and all that’s left is a downward spiral?

Every day I wake up wondering whether today I will take the best picture of my life or write a groundbreaking text.

I do not take painkillers. I take painhealers.

I wrote this text on the 13th of October, 2025, after 12,5h of hours of working in my professional job.

Today (I wrote this text on the 12th of October, 2025), I will provide some insights about reality.

If you do not know what to do in your life, take a blank sheet of paper and start drawing or writing. Free up your mind by creating something out ...

Today, I will provide some insights taken from Led Zeppelin’s song “Over the Hills and Far Away.”

Today (I wrote this text on the 6th of October, 2025), I wanted to write something that would inspire you, but I did not know what.

While walking, rucking, and doing street photography, I often let my mind wander freely. What does it mean?