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Persistence.
I believe persistence is the key to my artistic activity.
Touching the Universe at a deeper level.
The more I expose my body to cold, the more I feel I am touching the Universe at a deeper level.
Walking at -7 degrees Celsius (19,4 degrees Fahrenheit).
Yesterday (I wrote this text on the 14th of December, 2022), I was walking at -7 degrees Celsius (19,4 degrees Fahrenheit). Did I enjoy it?
Blizzards and snowstorms.
As I was walking around on the 11th of December, 2022, in -3 degrees Celsius (26,6 degrees Fahrenheit) of frost and in blizzards and snowstorms, I was singing the Beatles’ songs “When I’m Sixty-Four” and “Lovely Rita” in my mind. What does it say about?
Writing for the sake of writing?
Sometimes, I wonder whether I write for the sake of writing.
Walking in heavy snow and freezing winter.
Today (I wrote this text on the 11th of December, 2022), I was walking in heavy snow and freezing winter.
Artistic Periods.
I would like to know if art historians and cyber-archeologists will divide my creative oeuvre into artistic periods.
Eight minutes to write a text.
I wrote this post on the 9th of December, 2022, while watching the Netherlands – Argentina game on Mundial.
I hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
It is wise to hope for the best and prepare for the worst.
A substitute for a street lamp.
I like photographing street lamps. Still, this post will be about a substitute for a street lamp. We call it the Moon.
Walking in cold temperatures for two and a half hours.
Two days ago (I wrote this text on the 6th of December, 2022), I was walking in cold temperatures for two and a half hours.
Life is about asking questions.
Without asking questions, there is no broadly defined development.
Anger, fear, and aggression.
Anger, fear, and aggression easily flow through one’s blood.
Cold forest.
I wrote this text on Friday, the 2nd of December, 2022, before spending the weekend at my beloved Parents’ house in my hometown, Brok.
Sweet defeat.
Yesterday (I wrote this text on the 1st of December, 2022), the Polish National Football Team had a sweet defeat.
Will it be a historic day for Poland?
I wrote this text on the 30th of November, 2022, before the Polish National Football Team played a game against Leo Messi’s Argentina.
A short break in walking in summer clothes in frigid temperatures.
I wrote the current text on the 29th of November, 2022. It was the 2nd day in a row when I did not go out to cool my body in frigid temperatures.
Diaries 01.2020 part II
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Dzienniki 01.2020 cz. II
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To move heaven and earth.
We can translate the phrase “to leave no stone unturned” to the Polish as “to move heaven and earth.”
First comments in the autumn/winter 2022/2023 season.
I wrote this text on the 27th of November, 2022. It was the day I was doing street photography and heard first comments in the autumn/winter 2022/2023 season.
Warsaw is the center of the Universe.
For me, Warsaw is the center of the Universe. Why?
Exchange.
This text will be about something other than exchange rates, which appears in my professional finance career from the beginning.
Slumbering.
Within the last few days, I do not associate “slumbering” with one of the most fabulous Beatles songs, “Golden Slumbers.”
I’m Only Sleeping.
Many times when I wake at 6 a.m. to go to the office job, I hear in my mind The Beatles’ song “I’m Only Sleeping.”
Young people.
I am 37 years old. I do not belong to young people for many years anymore.
Glass.
Today, I will write about glass.
Too tired to write.
Sometimes, I am too tired to write something profound.
Yards Have Eyes.
Often, while doing street photography among blocks of flats, I tell myself, “Yards Have Eyes.”
Whoever scares others is shaking with fear itself.
I am not an author of words. Who is it, then? It is Seneca, the great ancient Roman stoic philosopher.
Endurance limit.
I am only a human. The truth is that I have my own endurance limit regarding exposing my body to cold.
Accept it.
Yesterday (I wrote the current text on the 17th of November, 2022), when I took a walk at 3 degrees Celsius (37,4 degrees Fahrenheit), the only thing I had to tell myself was, “Accept it.”
Timeliness.
Timeliness is crucial in work in broadly defined Finance.
My thoughts.
The only thing I can worry about is my thoughts. All the rest I cannot control. Why? Because I am only a human.
Frigid temperatures are coming.
I wrote this text on the 14th of November, 2022. It was a day when I could write that frigid temperatures were coming.
A physical attack is much worse than a verbal one.
For me, the war in Ukraine, on a macro scale, proved that a physical attack is much worse than a verbal one.
Influence.
I can influence others and my surroundings but cannot command them.
Dig into the cold.
The more frequently I dig into the cold, the more I want it.
Fame is an illusion.
Undoubtedly, fame is an illusion. It is tempting, but it is still a fallacy.
After my death.
I believe that when someone, after my death, takes a holistic look at my artistic output (be it photography, texts, “Diaries,” or sets of photos, such as “Negation of the End” or “Road To Nowhere, part II”) will exclaim something like this:
Processed food.
I wrote many times about processed food while writing about intermittent fasting. Today, I will provide more details about what processed food means to me.
The period in which I lived.
Undoubtedly, the period in which I lived for historians and cyber-archeologists would be interesting.