Turbineの写真 | ロイヤリティフリー & 高解像度画像を無料ダウンロード https://www.cizucu.com/explore/photos/turbine ja 2026-04-06T08:05:21+09:00 60 cizucu RSS Feed Generator © 2026 cizucu Inc. All rights reserved. ja https://www.cizucu.com/assets/favicons/favicon.ico #080c4c <![CDATA[#coffee #terrine #strawberry #flower コーヒーとスイーツと至福の時間 お喋りに花が咲くのは 美味しいコーヒーがあるから？ iPhone | tsuki]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/Txotlne8020HGqc7cxeG tsuki https://www.cizucu.com/users/yljTzTRUoVPVT6mbspsqvCpjkYC2 https://www.cizucu.com/photos/Txotlne8020HGqc7cxeG Sun, 27 Aug 2023 07:21:06 GMT 2024-11-26T17:58:50+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/Txotlne8020HGqc7cxeG.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Light dances on the deep green of Alocasia, turning shadows into whispers. | Lawrence Liou]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/8EHyW5mjyBjk9lYXuaJ8 Lawrence Liou https://www.cizucu.com/momoliou https://www.cizucu.com/photos/8EHyW5mjyBjk9lYXuaJ8 Sat, 21 Mar 2026 14:00:19 GMT 2026-03-21T14:00:19+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/8EHyW5mjyBjk9lYXuaJ8.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[It was a gloomy evening in the City of London when the fog suddenly rolled in, thicker and lower than anything I had ever experienced before. I had my Nikon F80 loaded with CineStill 800T, and the film captured the atmosphere perfectly, turning the red aviation lights into something almost otherworldly. One of those rare evenings where everything just comes together in the most unexpected way. | jan.onfilm]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/BFygWEW5tiUY8HZyMWZt jan.onfilm https://www.cizucu.com/users/1ImxtRpVhSVMpna3Y7cjjyOCIKQ2 https://www.cizucu.com/photos/BFygWEW5tiUY8HZyMWZt Tue, 31 Mar 2026 16:33:37 GMT 2026-03-31T16:33:37+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/BFygWEW5tiUY8HZyMWZt.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Three shadows stretch long across the warm gravel road, the late-summer sun turning a simple walk into something timeless. It was a day at the lake with Princess Ivy — the air soft, the trees standing tall, and love quietly holding our hands together. We were in that effortless space where happiness feels natural, where being in love blends seamlessly with the joy of being around a laughing child. Suspended between light and earth, our silhouettes tell the story: not of faces, but of feeling — a family moment carried gently by the golden hour. | R.J. Savoie]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/NUec0OXvq7COMIl2TDDZ R.J. Savoie https://www.cizucu.com/users/j6yiLuwhPhQc3xCu9wY1qJq54dH2 https://www.cizucu.com/photos/NUec0OXvq7COMIl2TDDZ Fri, 13 Feb 2026 17:09:43 GMT 2026-02-13T17:09:43+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/NUec0OXvq7COMIl2TDDZ.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Just when I thought the day was a wash with its overcast sky, the sun burst through a gap in the clouds, turning the sea to gold. In that fleeting light, I saw her. A small silhouette against the vast ocean, completely absorbed in the ebb and flow of the tide. It was a sight so pure it felt like a memory. It took me back to my own childhood, when the world wasn’t a sum of numbers and rules, but a place of pure, unspoiled wonder waiting to be discovered. In that moment, the girl, the sea, and I were all connected. It reminded me that no matter how far we go, there will always be a part of us that stands on the shore, gazing at the horizon with a heart full of endless possibilities. | Stefan Kho]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/LVPZautohfdFiazj8c1u Stefan Kho https://www.cizucu.com/users/fo6R74rFMKbOzMyEK2i0gbEr9563 https://www.cizucu.com/photos/LVPZautohfdFiazj8c1u Tue, 10 Mar 2026 04:27:16 GMT 2026-03-10T04:27:16+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/LVPZautohfdFiazj8c1u.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This photograph was taken during a collaboration with singer-songwriter Utsavi Jha. At the time, I had stepped away from pursuing photography professionally and had shifted my focus to working as a color grading artist, keeping photography primarily for personal expression. Photographing this moment became more meaningful than I initially expected. I had long admired Utsavi’s music, so having the opportunity to collaborate with her was something I felt deeply grateful for. More importantly, this experience helped me overcome a quiet anxiety I had developed about photographing people in public spaces. What began as a simple collaboration gradually reopened a creative door for me. It reminded me why I was drawn to photographing people in the first place and gave me the confidence to return to it without hesitation. This image, therefore, represents more than a portrait—it marks a personal turning point where photography once again became something I could approach with curiosity and freedom. | Nandan Nabodit]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/u35nF2vuBkD5ZcGa44FI Nandan Nabodit https://www.cizucu.com/nandannabodit https://www.cizucu.com/photos/u35nF2vuBkD5ZcGa44FI Fri, 13 Mar 2026 16:26:03 GMT 2026-03-13T16:26:03+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/u35nF2vuBkD5ZcGa44FI.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This photograph was taken in 2019 in South Iceland during a road trip to celebrate turning thirty that year. Back then, it didn’t just mark a birthday, but also a personal milestone, one that was of pausing, reflecting, and choosing to step into a new decade with curiosity and courage. This image wasn’t easy to capture. Iceland is known for its powerful winds, and flying a drone against those winds meant that the drone's battery would drain much more quickly. I quickly realised that flying harder was not the way to go, and that I had to think differently. Instead of forcing my way through the wind, I had to allow the wind to work with me. So I landed the drone, hopped into the car with my friends, and drove nearly two kilometres ahead before launching my drone again, allowing the winds to guide me as I surveyed the landscape. By then, a storm was approaching, and I felt a strong sense of urgency, but I knew I had to stay focused and calm. Then this river stood out amongst the smaller streams, carving its way into the distance. In that moment, I knew I had to find the right composition. After capturing the shot, I felt an immense sense of satisfaction and elation. Not just because I succeeded technically, but because the photograph embodied something deeper. It reminded me to adapt instead of resist, to pause and rethink instead of pushing blindly forward, and that sometimes, working with the forces around us leads to something far more meaningful. | Nicholas]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/MCq2HUqc07Cf0tkiHfQs Nicholas https://www.cizucu.com/nickkloo https://www.cizucu.com/photos/MCq2HUqc07Cf0tkiHfQs Sat, 17 Jan 2026 23:42:28 GMT 2026-01-17T23:42:28+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/MCq2HUqc07Cf0tkiHfQs.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/photos/sVh1uqHQzy9Jq3sPjFco John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/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[[No Turning Back] https://youtu.be/6pn58Lp0jr0?si=99sQAaBvqSvEDPJ5 次！！さぁ、悪人Ｂ君の番だ 「んっ・・・」 いいよ、レディー♫ 「フフ」 悪人Ｂ君・・・最悪だよ、レディーが相手したいんだってよ レディーはドＳだよ～、しかも銃の腕も最悪、どこに当たるか分からないよ(汗 「んっ・・・」 「フフ」 レディーがエジプト人の様に走って逃げてだってよｗ え～と・・・確か・・・これこれ・・・「Walk Like an Egyptian」 https://youtu.be/Cv6tuzHUuuk?si=VY285_SfyHLazFYT 音楽が鳴り始めたら逃げないとね、悪人Ｂ君 ＭＵＳＩＣスター「パン！！」「うぎゃーー！！」・・・ト！？ おい！！レディー、音楽が鳴りだしたら逃げろって悪人Ｂ君に言ったのに しかも踵に当たったよ～・・・「パン！！」・・・あぁ～、今度は肘だよ～ 悪人Ｂ君、まだまだ弾残ってるからヤバいよ 「ひ～！！」「パン！！」今度は耳かよ～(汗 レディー・・・わざとやってない？ 「フフ」 ところでレディー、ワインこれしか残ってないじゃん(涙 「フフ」 「フフ」じゃないよ～、飲み足りないよ～(涙 これが終わったらサイゼにワイン飲みに行こ・・・お金ないからね(涙 「フフ⤵」 #ポートレート #セルフポートレート | me..]]> https://www.cizucu.com/photos/i1Lb2ct3aIVL4ztAjXby me.. https://www.cizucu.com/users/Vvx4pA78vGXf7xKv7QhwPP4akmD2 https://www.cizucu.com/photos/i1Lb2ct3aIVL4ztAjXby Sun, 04 Aug 2024 06:28:22 GMT 2024-08-04T06:28:37+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/i1Lb2ct3aIVL4ztAjXby.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/photos/cI8eCjEr7pTX08wnzCdu John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/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