The older I am, the more I see and feel that perfectionism is one of my worst enemies. It’s a battle I fight every day.
Who is my most significant enemy? Undoubtedly, it is me, myself, and I. I wrote many times that I have no doubts that the only and most scary enemy for me is myself. Perfectionism is a part of this phenomenon. It’s a constant battle between the desire for perfection and the acceptance of my limitations. I know I have limited possibilities to be perfect, and I am aware of it. Thus, even if I write a particular text and know it is imperfect, I publish it. The same is true of my photographs. Even if I see I could take it differently, its quality is acceptable for me to publish it on the www.adammazek.com blog, so I do it.
If I had waited for the perfect text for this page or the ideal photo to publish, I would never have done that at all. I would never have started blogging, waiting for perfection.
I reject perfectionism in my art world. Even if I know I can continually improve something, I do it. Still, I know I have limited possibilities in this case, and I do not aim to reach perfectionism. I know many people seek perfectionism. Still, I am not one of them when it comes to doing street photography or writing a text. Do I have enemies in the form of other humans? No, I do not have.
The truth is that I do not treat others as enemies. The only actual opponent is sitting in my mind and imagination, and it is impossible to get rid of him. One must accept that each of us has a dark side to our personality, and it is only up to us if we let this dark side of ourselves come out. I try to control it by creating intermittent fasting, exposing my body to cold by taking cold showers, walking in summer clothes in frigid temperatures, and rucking. Believe me, my Dear Friend, all these activities can keep our minds sober.
