When I walk and do street photography, I feel like I’m moving through an art exhibition, which makes me appreciate the beauty in everyday urban moments.
I wrote this text on the 27th of September, 2025. It was a day when I was not only rucking with the hectic weight of 37.5 kg (83 lbs.) on my back and shoulders, but I also did almost 14k steps. Of course, while doing it, I was also doing street photography, taking nearly 170 pictures in my favorite Mokotów district. How did I feel while walking? I felt tremendous. I think all the numbers provided above could only confirm it. Indeed, while walking through the streets of Warsaw, not for the first time in my life, I felt I was moving through an art exhibition. Reality inspires me. It fascinates me.
While walking and contemplating, I feel like the happiest man who has ever stomped on planet Earth.
Of course, I often find myself pondering many things. I feel somehow that I live here and now, and that the past and future do not exist. My mind is floating freely above the sky when I do not expect anything, except the purest happiness I live. Suddenly, in front of my eyes, a visual strikes my mind. It is a moment when I realize I have a camera in my hand and I can take a photo of what I see, even if it is one of the most mundane objects we can see in the urban space (e.g., a dust bin).
I do not know why, but the usual objects are beautiful for me, and that’s why I feel as if I were in an art exhibition. Perhaps the fact that endorphins are buzzing in my blood is the most significant factor in why I am happy, and due to this state of joy, I consider the dullest objects as the most exciting ones. Perhaps I am somehow high, but not because I take drugs, but because I cherish the present moment with a free, refreshed mind.
