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https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/LVDsyfHp97w2Ye2EBiYd.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[A beautiful wooden gate merging with a modern building | 雷道輝一]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/nromthP4S7lIqdW4RVgf 雷道輝一 https://www.cizucu.com/en/taokato https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/nromthP4S7lIqdW4RVgf Mon, 17 Jun 2024 09:33:39 GMT 2024-09-01T18:56:37+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/nromthP4S7lIqdW4RVgf.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[#streetphotography #streetsnap #design #minimalism #minimalphotograhy | Shimesaba]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/48wMN3KVl7LvDVvNVXFN Shimesaba https://www.cizucu.com/en/shimesaba https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/48wMN3KVl7LvDVvNVXFN Sun, 25 May 2025 01:06:09 GMT 2025-05-25T01:06:09+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/48wMN3KVl7LvDVvNVXFN.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Close-up of two tree trunks merging with unique textures and colors | かさこ]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/9dg0UyprQY5Un9c8Qvpv かさこ https://www.cizucu.com/en/kasako https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/9dg0UyprQY5Un9c8Qvpv Mon, 12 Feb 2024 12:44:45 GMT 2024-11-23T12:20:02+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/9dg0UyprQY5Un9c8Qvpv.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[きれい #蝶々 #Butterfly #Berlin | sakisakichan]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/WSCtIyuxnX16jd5y6OJz sakisakichan https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/VYrK3fBQKlSNBr4plLx9h0fcEix1 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/WSCtIyuxnX16jd5y6OJz Thu, 05 Jun 2025 09:16:36 GMT 2025-06-05T09:16:36+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/WSCtIyuxnX16jd5y6OJz.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[永遠に続く青 | haruchan]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/7zleX4C7O0g4jXzBxLzg haruchan https://www.cizucu.com/en/harucat1130 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/7zleX4C7O0g4jXzBxLzg Sat, 20 Jul 2024 22:54:54 GMT 2024-07-27T15:47:04+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/7zleX4C7O0g4jXzBxLzg.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This piece came from a time where I did not really know who I was or where my life was going. I felt very isolated and I was dealing with a lot. During a night out I booked a solo trip to Berlin. I had never been on a plane or abroad on my own. My first night there was cold and I could not sleep so I decided to get my camera out and take some photos to pass the time. A car sped through a set of traffic lights and this is the image that was created. It gave me a sense of clarity within my life and the trip as a whole helped me move forward and moulded me. I look back on this image often when I am feeling rudderless or that I am not achieving personal goals. Although this is not a fond memory it is one that has gained a positive meaning over time. | Kentledger]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/PX9Bj4iUmBnjDhCqkLVD Kentledger https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/VAX9ZsNxAsUqISCWDLI5s5TwTWp2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/PX9Bj4iUmBnjDhCqkLVD Mon, 06 Apr 2026 07:52:56 GMT 2026-04-06T07:52:56+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/PX9Bj4iUmBnjDhCqkLVD.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/en/photos/sVh1uqHQzy9Jq3sPjFco John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/en/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/en/photos/cI8eCjEr7pTX08wnzCdu John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/en/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/en/photos/1IuVoF2K24vT83YiYK40 熊寶 https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/zdddXarNsJdBtAS3ArljH0VHCDA2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/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