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All rights reserved. de https://www.cizucu.com/assets/favicons/favicon.ico #080c4c <![CDATA[#date #daughter | yacchin]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/iEpykdm5dVtgRhsyiRgk yacchin https://www.cizucu.com/de/yacchin_0310 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/iEpykdm5dVtgRhsyiRgk Wed, 28 Feb 2024 22:58:46 GMT 2024-11-22T10:00:02+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/iEpykdm5dVtgRhsyiRgk.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[半年前の娘。 #daughter #成長記録 | nica]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/aIpYFAMLDGXoil9ltNRT nica https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/OsXpRvuYElbKlq4G6Cijh3go11I3 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/aIpYFAMLDGXoil9ltNRT Thu, 14 Mar 2024 18:38:24 GMT 2024-11-21T02:56:39+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/aIpYFAMLDGXoil9ltNRT.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[#イェーイ #daughter #女の子 | yacchin]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/n6qo96QPp3795wsbFqnH yacchin https://www.cizucu.com/de/yacchin_0310 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/n6qo96QPp3795wsbFqnH Wed, 28 Feb 2024 23:06:21 GMT 2024-11-22T10:00:02+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/n6qo96QPp3795wsbFqnH.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Mocking laughter | Kei]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/o9TjXfOemfhXz5gxB5v1 Kei https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/9ErU57o6D8ZdUbiQN7HoW6EvE9x2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/o9TjXfOemfhXz5gxB5v1 Sun, 22 Mar 2026 12:44:37 GMT 2026-03-22T12:44:37+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/o9TjXfOemfhXz5gxB5v1.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[The Afternoon Spills Into Laughter FUJIFILM Natura CLASSICA | kaede]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/6WJKnojey6r0gPxeEF7s kaede https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/9fxCGIMr2SUNlV3LKP8MM7DAdz53 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/6WJKnojey6r0gPxeEF7s Tue, 20 Jan 2026 22:00:07 GMT 2026-01-20T22:00:07+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/6WJKnojey6r0gPxeEF7s.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Uros mother and daughter Puno - Peru #portrait | Edder Vargas]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/u4aMZV53Duxu0b1bZsy3 Edder Vargas https://www.cizucu.com/de/edder https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/u4aMZV53Duxu0b1bZsy3 Tue, 07 Apr 2026 12:38:49 GMT 2026-04-07T12:38:49+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/u4aMZV53Duxu0b1bZsy3.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[My one-week-old daughter and her mom. | assada]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/S52l62omhFFcYgJYVNjF assada https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/RJxuLallcOP3Rx1lRy2FQD9hCny1 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/S52l62omhFFcYgJYVNjF Tue, 24 Mar 2026 12:04:05 GMT 2026-03-24T12:04:05+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/S52l62omhFFcYgJYVNjF.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[My one-week-old daughter and her mum. | assada]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/Mk93xRTEOxAFehp59xnI assada https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/RJxuLallcOP3Rx1lRy2FQD9hCny1 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/Mk93xRTEOxAFehp59xnI Tue, 24 Mar 2026 12:02:01 GMT 2026-03-24T12:02:01+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/Mk93xRTEOxAFehp59xnI.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[夏の入り口、水音と笑い声 The laughter of summer begins here. | RURI]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/GqabfQdM4LL6puUNnh45 RURI https://www.cizucu.com/de/ruristills https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/GqabfQdM4LL6puUNnh45 Mon, 23 Jun 2025 00:47:01 GMT 2025-06-23T00:47:01+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/GqabfQdM4LL6puUNnh45.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Like Father, Like Daughter Just before prayer, a father sat beside his daughter as she played and imitated prayer in the quiet mosque. Watching her brought back memories of my own childhood visits, when the mosque was a place of comfort, safety, and familiarity. In that moment, far from home in Albania, the call to prayer brought those memories rushing back. | capturedbytashh]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/QlokBK6l1DAK4O8bF8Gl capturedbytashh https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/0Bm6eYWZj2ZMZjtVUsHir1iJQOv1 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/QlokBK6l1DAK4O8bF8Gl Sun, 05 Apr 2026 07:31:25 GMT 2026-04-05T07:31:25+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/QlokBK6l1DAK4O8bF8Gl.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Instead of waiting idly for my print at a café in Bras Basah Complex, I decided to bring my daughter Rey to a nearby camera shop to pick up a disposable camera for her. We wandered through the familiar corridors of Bras Basah Complex and out into the City Hall area, letting her photograph whatever caught her eye. When the photographs came back, I was surprised at how good they looked. Through them, I began to see the world from Rey’s perspective. | Rey Mok]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/qv7pWM7bZwR8cqe3tQOp Rey Mok https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/DTYczWff2eNITHA9i8IHSTICpOY2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/qv7pWM7bZwR8cqe3tQOp Sun, 22 Mar 2026 01:51:46 GMT 2026-03-23T02:12:44+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/qv7pWM7bZwR8cqe3tQOp.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Midnight Itaewon is one of Seoul’s most vibrant nightlife districts, known for its bars, clubs, and international crowd. The night there never seems to sleep, always wearing an expression of excess. Neon signs, music, and laughter blur together, making the streets appear endlessly alive. Yet as midnight deepens, a quiet emptiness settles between the lights. This photograph captures that quiet, hollow underside of Itaewon at the very hour when the night is expected to be at its brightest. #Seoul #Nightscape | Chansik Park]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/2qp8kVyfHrhWW3hP6YX9 Chansik Park https://www.cizucu.com/de/musikael https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/2qp8kVyfHrhWW3hP6YX9 Wed, 18 Feb 2026 08:50:47 GMT 2026-02-18T08:50:47+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/2qp8kVyfHrhWW3hP6YX9.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This photograph is part of a series titled "Mothers in Tangent". I was fortunate to chance upon this female Long-tailed Macaque cradling her infant at the summit of Bukit Timah Hill, the highest natural point in Singapore. Coincidentally, a human mother is captured in the background tending to her daughter's hair—a fleeting moment where she mirrors the macaque, highlighting the universality of parental instincts. These two worlds exist in tangent, both nurturing their offspring as they reach the peak. | Brennan Chin (Visual Moments)]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/TNon9gQsrRUcEDkkbmvm Brennan Chin (Visual Moments) https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/4z7hnzu4eLWVA8srEIi98U62JHT2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/TNon9gQsrRUcEDkkbmvm Wed, 14 Jan 2026 03:41:32 GMT 2026-01-14T03:41:32+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/TNon9gQsrRUcEDkkbmvm.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[this is a photo of my daughter on our first trip to ramsgate shortly after arriving to the uk from south africa.... it was her first time seeing "the ocean" ( i know not technically the ocean) her reaction to the envirnoment and the way she played reminded me of family trips i used to take with my family to the beach... one of the few ways my step father and i would connect, it was always one of my safe spaces... taking the moment to watch zoe experience uninterrupted joy like this was beautiful to watch... shooting this day on film also ensured that i didnt spend the entire day glued to my camera.... i took a few moments to capture a few memorable moments, and then put the camera away and enjoyed the time with my family... the very reason i started shooting film in the first place | nicole louw]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/XzLPXHUNX8M2Q5TqwiOy nicole louw https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/635hOoj18ZcmZkOZUfrrOtHCsje2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/XzLPXHUNX8M2Q5TqwiOy Mon, 06 Apr 2026 01:05:56 GMT 2026-04-06T01:05:56+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/XzLPXHUNX8M2Q5TqwiOy.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[this is a photo of my daughter on our first trip to ramsgate shortly after arriving to the uk from south africa.... it was her first time seeing "the ocean" ( i know not technically the ocean) her reaction to the envirnoment and the way she played reminded me of family trips i used to take with my family to the beach... one of the few ways my step father and i would connect, it was always one of my safe spaces... taking the moment to watch zoe experience uninterrupted joy like this was beautiful to watch... shooting this day on film also ensured that i didnt spend the entire day glued to my camera.... i took a few moments to capture a few memorable moments, and then put the camera away and enjoyed the time with my family... the very reason i started shooting film in the first place | nicole louw]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/1xgtagvhQjCkpLkzPfay nicole louw https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/635hOoj18ZcmZkOZUfrrOtHCsje2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/1xgtagvhQjCkpLkzPfay Mon, 06 Apr 2026 00:30:03 GMT 2026-04-06T00:30:03+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/1xgtagvhQjCkpLkzPfay.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[A Language Beyond Words Chiang Mai taught me that the deepest conversations do not always depend on perfect language. I met this man one morning at the local markets, surrounded by the sounds of vendors calling out and the smell of fresh fruit and street food in the air. We sat together as strangers for ten minutes that felt timeless. He spoke no English, and I spoke only basic Thai, just enough for simple conversation, yet somehow we shared something far deeper. Through gestures, smiles, laughter, and patient listening, we spoke about life, family, and the beauty of everyday moments. I love overcoming language barriers, and Thailand has shown me how powerful human connection can be when both people are willing to meet halfway The Thai people carry a rare kindness that is gentle, open, and endlessly welcoming. This photograph is a tribute to my love for Thailand and to the people who remind me that language is not just spoken, but felt | Lanna Shuttered Moments]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/bqXUVMgMXBlAsPM7Qjwu Lanna Shuttered Moments https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/zLWK6aZf3majg9NHN7feKot3mzs1 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/bqXUVMgMXBlAsPM7Qjwu Sat, 14 Feb 2026 10:30:49 GMT 2026-02-14T10:30:49+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/bqXUVMgMXBlAsPM7Qjwu.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Living in Happyland In 2019, I spent a weekend in Aroma, Tondo, Manila — an informal settlement often known as Happyland. The name comes from Hapilan, meaning dump site, a reminder of the harsh environment the community lives in. I was invited by a friend who runs a shelter for boys in the area. During my time there, I met children and families living in extreme poverty, many relying on scavenging at nearby dump sites to survive. Yet what stayed with me was not just the hardship, but the warmth of the people. I was welcomed openly, with laughter, curiosity, and generosity that felt deeply sincere. As a photographer, I struggled with how to tell this story. Rather than focusing only on deprivation, I chose to document moments of hope — the smiles, friendships, and quiet resilience of everyday life. The children spoke freely about their dreams of becoming nurses, engineers, and software developers, believing strongly in a future beyond their present circumstances. This experience reshaped my understanding of happiness, showing me how dignity, community, and hope endure even in the most difficult places. | Victor Tan KH]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/5rLps4AdmWu1rEHn4sQW Victor Tan KH https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/iVywoqF9Dgd0tIYYYiwLtXXfs1n2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/5rLps4AdmWu1rEHn4sQW Sun, 18 Jan 2026 21:43:45 GMT 2026-01-18T21:43:45+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/5rLps4AdmWu1rEHn4sQW.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Raeng Nóm Jai The Force That Draws the Heart I had already packed my bag when I noticed them. The light was sinking fast, turning the sky into a quiet fire. The game had been going on for hours — dust rising, shoes scraping against concrete, laughter mixing with competition. Nothing extraordinary, just boys playing before night took the court back. But something shifted. One of them held the ball differently. His body leaned forward, not to pass, not to hesitate — but to rise. I felt it before it happened. The frame formed in my mind: the jump, the defender’s reach, the sun suspended behind them like a witness. My battery was nearly dead. I did not have time to test, to adjust, to repeat. There would be no second attempt. No correction. Just instinct. I turned the camera on. For a fraction of a second, everything aligned — body, ball, light, horizon. They lifted into the air, and I pressed the shutter once. Then the camera died. The ball would fall. The players would land. The sun would disappear. The game would continue as if nothing monumental had occurred. But that single frame remained. Raeng Nóm Jai — the force that draws the heart — is not gravity as science explains it. It is the pull toward a moment before it fully reveals itself. It is the discipline to trust what you feel forming. The courage to act without certainty of outcome. I do not chase images. I wait until they begin to pull at me — until hesitation becomes heavier than risk. Like gravity, art draws the human heart toward what feels true. In that one unrepeated second, instinct outweighed fear. And that was enough. | John Hupa]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/sVh1uqHQzy9Jq3sPjFco John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/sVh1uqHQzy9Jq3sPjFco Wed, 11 Feb 2026 12:29:25 GMT 2026-02-11T12:29:25+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/sVh1uqHQzy9Jq3sPjFco.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Raeng Nóm Jai The Force That Draws the Heart I had already packed my bag when I noticed them. The light was sinking fast, turning the sky into a quiet fire. The game had been going on for hours — dust rising, shoes scraping against concrete, laughter mixing with competition. Nothing extraordinary, just boys playing before night took the court back. But something shifted. One of them held the ball differently. His body leaned forward, not to pass, not to hesitate — but to rise. I felt it before it happened. The frame formed in my mind: the jump, the defender’s reach, the sun suspended behind them like a witness. My battery was nearly dead. I did not have time to test, to adjust, to repeat. There would be no second attempt. No correction. Just instinct. I turned the camera on. For a fraction of a second, everything aligned — body, ball, light, horizon. They lifted into the air, and I pressed the shutter once. Then the camera died. The ball would fall. The players would land. The sun would disappear. The game would continue as if nothing monumental had occurred. But that single frame remained. Raeng Nóm Jai — the force that draws the heart — is not gravity as science explains it. It is the pull toward a moment before it fully reveals itself. It is the discipline to trust what you feel forming. The courage to act without certainty of outcome. I do not chase images. I wait until they begin to pull at me — until hesitation becomes heavier than risk. Like gravity, art draws the human heart toward what feels true. In that one unrepeated second, instinct outweighed fear. And that was enough. | John Hupa]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/cI8eCjEr7pTX08wnzCdu John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/cI8eCjEr7pTX08wnzCdu Wed, 11 Feb 2026 12:30:12 GMT 2026-02-11T12:30:12+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/cI8eCjEr7pTX08wnzCdu.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This photograph was taken during my journey through Liangshan. The day was bitterly cold, and the air was heavy with moisture. The cold did not feel like something that merely touched the skin—it felt as though it could pass through clothing and sink deep into the body. We crossed one frost-covered hill after another, and at the top of one of them, we came across a solitary house. There were no other people in sight for nearly a kilometer, yet inside lived a young brother and sister, both no older than about five. They told us that the adults had gone to the market to sell cattle and sheep, leaving the two of them at home alone. There was no light in the house, and the floor was rough, cold concrete. Even with boots on, I could feel my toes growing painfully numb, yet they walked barefoot across the frost-covered floor as if they had long since grown used to it. Their runny noses clung to the tips of their noses, drying and wetting again and again, becoming one of the most direct traces of that winter day. We asked them what they usually did at home, and they answered, quite naturally, that they liked biting thick pieces of cardboard for fun. As they spoke, they really did begin to bite into it. In that moment, I felt a quiet sadness. But then a beam of sunlight fell across the child’s face, and he burst into laughter, as if the harshness around him had not managed to define him. At that instant, I realized that what I was seeing was no longer just poverty or cold, but something far stronger—the resilience of life itself. This photograph is important to me not because it documents hardship in a remote place, but because it reminds me that even in the most unforgiving environments, people can still hold on to joy, vitality, and light. What I felt that day was not simply sympathy, nor the shock of an outsider looking in, but a deep sense of respect. To me, this photograph is not about suffering. It is about resilience. It is not about deprivation, but about the light that remains, even within it. | 熊寶]]> https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/1IuVoF2K24vT83YiYK40 熊寶 https://www.cizucu.com/de/users/zdddXarNsJdBtAS3ArljH0VHCDA2 https://www.cizucu.com/de/photos/1IuVoF2K24vT83YiYK40 Tue, 14 Apr 2026 12:44:16 GMT 2026-04-14T12:44:16+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/1IuVoF2K24vT83YiYK40.jpg?auto=compress,format