Dear Photography Friends,
You know me as the person behind the FRAMES Magazine and the daily PHOTOSNACK newsletter.
But today, I’d like to step out from behind the curtain for a moment—and simply say:
There’s a real person here.
Over the years, I’ve written thousands of words about photography, creativity, light, timing. But in between those polished thoughts, there are others—unfiltered ones.
Thoughts that arrive unexpectedly, linger for no apparent reason, and quietly shape how I see the world.
Starting today, I’ll be sharing those small reflections with you.
Not in essays.
Not in magazine spreads.
But in something I’ve come to call Almost Photographs.
Each video is just a few short scenes—something I would have photographed, but decided to film instead. And over these quiet, moving frames, I’ll speak the thoughts they stirred in me. Honest thoughts. Personal thoughts. The kind that surprise me when they stay longer than they should.
I hope these videos will leave you feeling inspired, but more than that, I hope they’ll bring you and me closer together. As photographers. As thinkers. As people who try to pay attention to what matters.
And if it resonates with you, I’d be honored if you subscribed to this new channel of mine.
We’ll be keeping it simple, real, and human.
Let’s meet in the comments—and maybe start a few slower conversations.
Warmly,
Tomasz
I have to admit that you brought thoughts to my head I have not had in quite a long time. Well ; at least when I was busy running my studios and publishing venues. I traveled and worked almost every single minute if the day and when days like the one you showed popped up I did not know what to do with my self. Yes I had a family ; kids to love and a wife to treasure , but never at ease on days where I could reflect or just walk in the park . Although I am retired I still run everyday from morning to night but now I exercise daily and teach art classes and write and illustrate children books and such but rarely do I treat myself to just watching life and the world around me. I would love it but I just can’t go.
Great visual essay.