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.
I feel like a newbie every time I go out and photograph mundane reality in Warsaw. Today (I wrote this text on the 14th of November, 2025), it was not an exception. Why? Because I did over 11k steps with a rucksack weighing 37.5 kg (83 lbs.), and I took over 200 pictures on the streets of my beloved Mokotów district. Every time I go out to take some street photos, I feel tremendous joy. Also, I feel like a child who is just discovering the surrounding world. Isn’t it a coincidence that childhood memories often appear in my mind while walking? Or, frequently, I feel like an alien who has just landed on planet Earth and who has a mission to immortalize each visual aspect of a newly discovered planet.
That’s why this alien is interested in practically all objects he sees, with garbage or street lamps at the forefront.
Did I compare myself to the tourist in the past? I believe so. The truth is that I frequently feel that I came from the exotic (for me) country, a place where everything is new and exciting, and that, again, each aspect of the surrounding mundane reality excites me so much that I want to photograph everything. Thanks to all the above-mentioned mental exercises (which appear in my mind freely, without any incentives), I practically always feel I am starting from scratch with my photographic journey.
Of course, similar things happen with the texts I write.
Almost every day, I wake up wondering if today is the day to write the text of my life. Even if I sometimes doubt whether I will write a single groundbreaking text (I believe in process, and I believe that the most profound things will appear in my many texts, without pointing to a single one), I know it is always worth writing something, as it would only be the beginning of my journey with writing.
