Latest posts – Adam Mazek Photography

Between the 12th and 18th of August, 2025, I had been doing street photography for seven days in a row.

The title of this post is a quotation from John Lennon’s wonderful song “Watching The Wheels.”

Today (I wrote this text on the 17th of August, 2025), I will try to explain how to control one’s life.

While exploring Warsaw and doing street photography there, I want to evoke and capture the spirit of this place.

Today (I wrote this text on the 15th of August, 2025), I will provide a guarantee of health and well-being by Fyodor Dostoyevsky.

The older I become, the more I feel and see that the broadly defined creativity makes me still alive and sane.

Yesterday (I wrote this text on the 13th of August, 2025), while rucking and doing street photography in the city center (Srodmiescie district), Ochota and Mokotów district, I thought I ...

The more I do rucking, the more I feel I should define my happiness by estimating my condition.

Undoubtedly, the older I am, the more I see that if you are not first, you are not last.

Rucking with 37.5 kg in scorching heat is the most exhaustive and challenging task I’ve ever done.

It’s a comforting thought that Fyodor Dostoyevsky, a literary giant, found happiness in the simple pleasure of observing seventeen trees.

The last day I took photos with a Nikon D-90.

The older I am, the more I feel it is in my nature to do my best to work on my blog and stick to it, no matter what other ...

When I walk and photograph street scenes, I do not think of myself as an artist or photographer. I think of myself as a passerby, bystander, or tourist who simply ...

The older I am, the more I see we live in a world of infinite stories. Each life is a unique narrative waiting to be penned.

The older I am, the more I feel that sleep is the unsung hero of the creative process.

This post will be inspired by Dostoyevsky.

The older I am, the more I recall and see how much Dostoyevsky influenced my life.

Undoubtedly, writing, managing my blog, walking, contemplating, and doing street photography are all activities that I would say are a quest to try to answer the question of who I ...

My blog is my spiritual weapon, a tool I use to navigate the complexities of life and express my thoughts and feelings.

This post was inspired by one of Goya’s drawings from “The Disasters of War” series (plate 12: “This is what you were born for”).

In today’s post (I wrote it on the 27th of July, 2025), I want to stress that I love street photography.

Today (I wrote this text on the 26th of July, 2025), I thought about sweet sweat while rucking.

Rucking, for those who may not be familiar, is the act of walking with a weighted backpack. Rucking taught me that a great and strong human cannot live with anxiety ...

Writing is a process of communicating the past, present, and future.

Today (I wrote this text on the 23rd of July, 2025), I will write about how I found freedom in burden and the unexpected joys of carrying weights.

Today (I wrote this text on the 22nd of July, 2025), I will write a short text about influencers, among other topics.

The more I walk, ruck, and do street photography, the more I feel and see that to move means to be free.

Both walking and doing street photography, intermittent fasting, exposing my body to cold by taking cold showers and walking in summer clothes in frigid temperatures, and, last but not least, ...

Today (I wrote this text on the 19th of July, 2025), I had the opportunity to walk with a heavy rucksack in a healing forest in my beloved hometown, Brok.

The title of this text is my quotation from the post entitled “30 kg,” which I wrote on the 8th of March, 2025.

This text won’t be about planet Mercury.

The title of this text is my quotation from the post entitled “Doing street photography straight after office work,” which I wrote on the 7th of March, 2025.

In today’s post (I wrote it on the 12th of July, 2025), I will write about how to fuel your street photography passion.

Of course, to “feel” the force of gravity, one needs only to jump, and the moment of falling would be a de facto “feeling” of the force of gravity.

On the 10th of July, 2025, before I started writing this text, I asked myself what I wanted to write. Did I want to write again, about rucking?

On the 9th of July, 2025 (it was a day when I wrote this text), I read my post from the past, “Rucking for nine days in a row.”

Two days ago (I wrote the current text on the 7th of July, 2025), I bought the third Nikon D-90. Why did I do it?

Today (I wrote this text on the 6th of July, 2025), I was rucking in 31 degrees Celsius (88 degrees Fahrenheit). How did I feel?