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All rights reserved. en https://www.cizucu.com/assets/favicons/favicon.ico #080c4c <![CDATA[Japan Maritime Self-Defense Force aircraft flying in the sky | lucky0803]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/NdGU14xUiPWr2Jqi35LQ lucky0803 https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/cDIUlV0MeGTBNRwEJVnX0IINOXE2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/NdGU14xUiPWr2Jqi35LQ Mon, 01 Apr 2024 11:00:58 GMT 2024-11-19T21:16:01+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/NdGU14xUiPWr2Jqi35LQ.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA['Texture & Form' A close study of an elephant’s trunk and tusk highlights the textures and structure that define its strength - form shaped by both function and time. | Jasmine Ee (Wildlife with Jas)]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/X13jRQpvvliICdDokUdD Jasmine Ee (Wildlife with Jas) https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/JYFpvmoAhif1BR46v1VEaz8x1ag2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/X13jRQpvvliICdDokUdD Mon, 06 Apr 2026 19:54:16 GMT 2026-04-06T19:54:16+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/X13jRQpvvliICdDokUdD.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[A dense forest of tall, slender trees with textured bark and sparse branches, creating a serene and natural landscape. | Matthieu]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/fWXfbb7C8ltAkGlyU0I1 Matthieu https://www.cizucu.com/en/matthieu https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/fWXfbb7C8ltAkGlyU0I1 Mon, 09 Feb 2026 01:03:21 GMT 2026-02-09T01:03:21+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/fWXfbb7C8ltAkGlyU0I1.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Standstill From the window of a passing Shinkansen, a dense queue of taxis waits in silence outside Nagoya Station. Vehicles built for motion remain suspended in place, forming a temporary stillness within the flow of the city. Seen from speed, the city appears motionless. | sho13nabe]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/DVqwj97uZqe2SH06OmL4 sho13nabe https://www.cizucu.com/en/sho_13 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/DVqwj97uZqe2SH06OmL4 Wed, 25 Mar 2026 19:40:59 GMT 2026-03-25T19:40:59+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/DVqwj97uZqe2SH06OmL4.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[A young man with coconuts in the greenery. This photograph reminds me of the days when I lived on a tropical island and spent my time exploring rice terraces and dense green paths. Such unexpected encounters stay in memory, as they carry a sense of simplicity and everyday life that together shape the experience of living in a new place. They may not feel significant in the moment, but over time they become an important part of one’s memories. | Uliana Buravleva]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/lAEZLZ6q5x54tAMPA2Xf Uliana Buravleva https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/TBhBUePFjFRt72BuGJaItFNrl2e2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/lAEZLZ6q5x54tAMPA2Xf Sun, 12 Apr 2026 16:49:06 GMT 2026-04-12T16:49:06+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/lAEZLZ6q5x54tAMPA2Xf.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Surrounded by dense building blocks and repeated routines in Seoul, I remember the bridge as the only place where the uninterrupted sky could be seen. For me, the car was where our family spent the most time together, talking, while I gazed out of the window at the fast-moving cityscape - thinking, revisiting, and imagining. I also caught glimpses of people in their cars or on the subway crossing the bridge, looking out at the river and the distant scene, wondering where they were going and what concerns they might have. Many of Seoul’s bridges were built during the decades of rapid growth in the 1960s and 70s, carrying people swiftly across the Han River as the city expanded. Yet while crossing them, I often found an unexpected stillness, a brief sanctuary where, for a moment, one could lose oneself in thought above the moving city. | Moodeeprincess]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/jrUyyDVwvyIJ5TtiMGXS Moodeeprincess https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/sAbIZy3WtmPbbh0KhuBXR9mFchv2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/jrUyyDVwvyIJ5TtiMGXS Sun, 05 Apr 2026 06:44:38 GMT 2026-04-05T06:44:38+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/jrUyyDVwvyIJ5TtiMGXS.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Surrounded by dense building blocks and repeated routines in Seoul, I remember the bridge as the only place where the uninterrupted sky could be seen. For me, the car was where our family spent the most time together, talking, while I gazed out of the window at the fast-moving cityscape - thinking, revisiting, and imagining. I also caught glimpses of people in their cars or on the subway crossing the bridge, looking out at the river and the distant scene, wondering where they were going and what concerns they might have. Many of Seoul’s bridges were built during the decades of rapid growth in the 1960s and 70s, carrying people swiftly across the Han River as the city expanded. Yet while crossing them, I often found an unexpected stillness, a brief sanctuary where, for a moment, one could lose oneself in thought above the moving city. | Moodeeprincess]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/d7oBNJGRG3OmKgbsoSBc Moodeeprincess https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/sAbIZy3WtmPbbh0KhuBXR9mFchv2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/d7oBNJGRG3OmKgbsoSBc Sun, 05 Apr 2026 06:46:15 GMT 2026-04-05T06:46:15+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/d7oBNJGRG3OmKgbsoSBc.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Surrounded by dense building blocks and repeated routines in Seoul, I remember the bridge as the only place where the uninterrupted sky could be seen. For me, the car was where our family spent the most time together, talking, while I gazed out of the window at the fast-moving cityscape - thinking, revisiting, and imagining. I also caught glimpses of people in their cars or on the subway crossing the bridge, looking out at the river and the distant scene, wondering where they were going and what concerns they might have. Many of Seoul’s bridges were built during the decades of rapid growth in the 1960s and 70s, carrying people swiftly across the Han River as the city expanded. Yet while crossing them, I often found an unexpected stillness - a brief sanctuary where, for a moment, one could lose oneself in thought above the moving city. | Moodeeprincess]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/CxXrx2pjX0GCiSt7KmKs Moodeeprincess https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/sAbIZy3WtmPbbh0KhuBXR9mFchv2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/CxXrx2pjX0GCiSt7KmKs Sun, 05 Apr 2026 06:30:24 GMT 2026-04-05T06:30:24+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/CxXrx2pjX0GCiSt7KmKs.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Title: Is this a Phoenix? Story: How do we visualize a new start? For the 2026 Marina Bay Countdown, I stood at the Helix Bridge watching the sky erupt, but I chose to look for the life hidden within the light. This vertical poster, "Is this a Phoenix?", is a symmetrical re-imagining of that first midnight of 2026. By mirroring the vibrant rainbow fireworks and stacking the architectural icons of Singapore, a mythical silhouette emerged from the data. To some, it is the 'Sovereign Butterfly'—a regal symbol of grace and the quiet metamorphosis into a new and beautiful life. To others, it is a Phoenix rising, fueled by the explosive energy of the city’s celebration. I chose this title to invite the community to engage with the 'soul' of the image. Whether you see the delicate wings of a butterfly or the fiery ascent of a phoenix, the essence remains the same: a powerful, vertical rise into a new chapter. This piece marks the beginning of a year where we define our own rebirth, spreading our wings over the foundations of the past to soar into a vibrant 2026. | Victor Zhuo]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/HaRlbV8HZph6qTP7CEe0 Victor Zhuo https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/4QDNraPSayPI6l1z44LmNKePpYg2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/HaRlbV8HZph6qTP7CEe0 Tue, 06 Jan 2026 15:31:12 GMT 2026-01-06T15:31:12+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/HaRlbV8HZph6qTP7CEe0.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[I call this Image " Who is the BOSS !!" We were very lucky to see this. We were done for safaris on the day - we were changing Hotels and moving from one Serengeti National Park to Ngoro Ngoro Crater. All my camera gear was packed up and we had a few hours of driving ahead of us. But we were still driving through the Serengeti - suddenly our driver spotted this Lion and Lioness together, and we stopped to watch. I quickly prepared my camera Gear and was happy to have captured this image. Just a quick background of what is happening - After mating, the Lioness is very angry and the Lion obviously looks scared !! Quick information for those who are interested - Serengeti is the largest National park in Tanzania and Ngoro Ngoro is a UNESCO World Heritage Site - it is the worlds largest Caldera ( Volcanic Crater) - it is about 19km in diameter and has an area of 260sq km - it was formed by a huge volcanic eruption 2.5million years ago. It has unique and dense biodiversity | DM]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/rzPkFfvPoU0lCl2enBSM DM https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/OppWVhKsx6UfCRxeYHVXekOmHpx1 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/rzPkFfvPoU0lCl2enBSM Mon, 27 Apr 2026 13:59:02 GMT 2026-04-27T13:59:02+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/rzPkFfvPoU0lCl2enBSM.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This work documents the vibrant Vittal Birdev Yatra, also known as the Yellow Festival, celebrated in Pattan Kodoli near Kolhapur, Maharashtra. What drew me to this festival was not just the explosion of turmeric in the air, but the faith behind it. Thousands of devotees gather, chanting and covering everything in yellow as a symbol of devotion, hope, and gratitude for a good agricultural season. At the heart of the festival sits Sri Keloba Rajabau Waghmode, lovingly called the “Old Man,” under a banyan tree. People throw haldi over him and seek his blessings. He is believed to be a messenger of God, someone who predicts rain, farming conditions, and the community’s future. Through my photographs, I wanted to capture more than color I wanted to show belief, tradition, and the emotional connection between people and ritual. One challenge was working in dense turmeric clouds, protecting my gear while staying present in the moment. Going forward, I want to continue documenting such cultural stories that reflect India’s deep rooted heritage and living traditions. | Streetwala]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/pFQEsppBNxxk6rpAASrB Streetwala https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/OGYs9dPuIAXJAbbtI7qDEOZ2cq82 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/pFQEsppBNxxk6rpAASrB Wed, 25 Feb 2026 14:36:03 GMT 2026-02-25T14:36:03+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/pFQEsppBNxxk6rpAASrB.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Juliet in the garden, December 2025 By Leonie Freeman In December 2025 I travelled to Ibiza to photograph a project about the colourful native Ibizan lizard facing extinction due to invasive snakes coming to the island. This lizard is an ancient species and a much loved symbol of the island. In the last decade numbers are down 80%, since snake eggs have been finding their way to Ibiza hidden in the roots of imported olive trees from mainland Spain. The snakes have multiplied hugely in numbers and have been killing and eating the lizards, who have no defence against the snakes. People living on Ibiza are coming together to try and save the beloved lizard, by making snake traps and lizard sanctuaries where hopefully numbers can recover. I was collaborating with Joanna Hruby, of Theatre of the Ancients, a puppet maker and performance artist. Joanna was putting on a Christmas play about the lizard and snake problem, at Can Cristofol farm. The play was a version of Shakespeare’s Room & Juliet, ‘Un Amor Impossible’…. Or ‘an impossible love’ between two species who can not co-exist on the island. With children dressed in amazing hand make costumes, the feuding families of the original Shakespeare play were instead lizards and snakes. Juliet, played by Fallon, was Juliet and fell in love with Romeo, a snake. In this portrait we see Fallon as Juliet, photographed at sunset in the orange garden at Can Cristofol. She is gleaming in the golden hour sun and it feels like she is in the garden of Eden. Shot on Mamiya 645 Pro camera with 45mm Mamiya Sekor lens. Using Kodak Gold 200 film. | Leonie Freeman]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/LcfITjpuir5fca1v6H39 Leonie Freeman https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/Z3nyxOavExSZa5rmcDPnnZRo9P03 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/LcfITjpuir5fca1v6H39 Tue, 07 Apr 2026 23:00:45 GMT 2026-04-07T23:00:52+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/LcfITjpuir5fca1v6H39.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Under the fluorescent glow of 7‑Eleven, a quiet kind of democracy unfolds. Here, in the threshold between street and shelter, differences dissolve—if only for a moment. Foreigners in transit, Thai locals on routine, migrant workers from Myanmar on break: they all arrive with the same gestures, the same small transactions, the same pause in motion. The counter becomes a shared horizon, where currencies, languages, and lives briefly align. In Thailand, 7/11 is more than a convenience store—it is infrastructure, ritual, and refuge. It punctuates the day with iced coffees, toasted sandwiches, and the soft hum of air conditioning. It is a place of arrival without destination. Yet, embedded in this familiarity is a quiet tension: the rhythm of consumption mirrors the transient pace of those who pass through it. Quick, efficient, replaceable. A culture of immediacy—mirroring the itinerant lives of travelers who drift through, never fully staying. There is a tenderness in this contradiction. Everyone loves 7/11. Not despite its uniformity, but because of it. It offers consistency in a landscape of movement. But that same consistency flattens difference, turning moments into transactions, encounters into routines. This photograph captures that ambivalence. The saturated red hue—produced by pre-souped Kodak Gold 200 film—bathes the scene in a sense of heat and nostalgia, as if the image itself is dissolving under the weight of time and repetition. The familiar green-orange stripes are still visible, but altered, almost overwhelmed. What remains is an atmosphere: dense, fleeting, and slightly melancholic. A place where everyone meets—yet no one stays. | analogbysissi]]> https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/T23GHpu4jeBibaaVi8wS analogbysissi https://www.cizucu.com/en/users/bGcW6RBOnzR08kS9qh7M8YjSgeQ2 https://www.cizucu.com/en/photos/T23GHpu4jeBibaaVi8wS Fri, 10 Apr 2026 15:23:09 GMT 2026-04-10T15:23:09+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/T23GHpu4jeBibaaVi8wS.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