Foraging 的照片 | 下載免版稅及高解析度圖片 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/explore/photos/foraging zh-tw 2026-04-05T02:41:47+09:00 60 cizucu RSS Feed Generator © 2026 cizucu Inc. All rights reserved. zh-tw https://www.cizucu.com/assets/favicons/favicon.ico #080c4c <![CDATA[Through The Mirror Ricoh GR3X #zoomin #framing #reflection #mirror | jelly white]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/cu8TrkqwSRNZu7XpEsd0 jelly white https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/oNgD8UJIsMakxMocsgtrlj5tQlz1 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/cu8TrkqwSRNZu7XpEsd0 Fri, 20 Mar 2026 16:12:01 GMT 2026-03-20T16:12:01+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/cu8TrkqwSRNZu7XpEsd0.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Framed in the City #urban #architecture #urbanart #installation #framing #layers #contrast #cityscape #modern #visualstory #composition #street #art #space | dz a.k.a dashan]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/gCUuOhb4UVarO5TQrouf dz a.k.a dashan https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/dz https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/gCUuOhb4UVarO5TQrouf Sun, 22 Mar 2026 18:13:55 GMT 2026-03-22T18:13:55+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/gCUuOhb4UVarO5TQrouf.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Black Margins. Framing the silence of Kyoto. #streetphotography #streetsnap #street #snap #kyotosnap #white #snow #leica | Yukihiro]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/jumzNKTEioUv9CAGH8cX Yukihiro https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/FBvCwBv323eMdJzMEUbxHaMbIq92 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/jumzNKTEioUv9CAGH8cX Wed, 11 Feb 2026 19:11:10 GMT 2026-02-11T19:11:10+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/jumzNKTEioUv9CAGH8cX.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Black Margins. Framing the silence of Kyoto. #streetphotography #streetsnap #street #snap #kyotosnap #white #snow #leica | Yukihiro]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/FSWbjIkLJa8pxEPlIrYS Yukihiro https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/FBvCwBv323eMdJzMEUbxHaMbIq92 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/FSWbjIkLJa8pxEPlIrYS Wed, 11 Feb 2026 19:10:23 GMT 2026-02-11T19:10:23+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/FSWbjIkLJa8pxEPlIrYS.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Darkness, forcing truth, revealing hidden strength or ending illusions. | Anamika]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/bWLXzbfcJdKXUgsNpMbK Anamika https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/y3Dz5ve8H8VkHLBmMus8zu1tfhd2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/bWLXzbfcJdKXUgsNpMbK Sun, 22 Feb 2026 11:18:47 GMT 2026-02-22T11:18:47+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/bWLXzbfcJdKXUgsNpMbK.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/zh-tw/photos/DVqwj97uZqe2SH06OmL4 sho13nabe https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/sho_13 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/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[At 7 am, on a boat approaching Pulau Ubin, the rising sun casts a near-perfect golden light across the water. The glow falls directly onto a man’s face, forcing him to raise his hand to shield his eyes. In that fleeting gesture, his expression turns quietly melancholic, as if caught between discomfort and reflection. | Njnonis]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/PvnKDAsI8qaHedrBv5ZU Njnonis https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/EnGgNdwxw9f0BUhJ38BDsNVjCEl2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/PvnKDAsI8qaHedrBv5ZU Sat, 21 Mar 2026 00:19:07 GMT 2026-03-21T00:19:07+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/PvnKDAsI8qaHedrBv5ZU.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[That day, my brother and I braved our fist self-guided multi-day adventure through the Central Highlands of Tasmania/Luruwita. What looked like clear skies and path ahead took a turn when a raging blizzard arrived in the first hour. In hindsight, it was quite telling of what else lay ahead. That day was just the beginning of what we now reflect on as “The Hero’s Journey”. | nai.msz]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/qJnNFlE9XeqYSoFj3kOI nai.msz https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/ISYkRVxR9SUS8Fb6DMOXBb9pTho1 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/qJnNFlE9XeqYSoFj3kOI Sun, 15 Mar 2026 20:03:55 GMT 2026-03-15T20:03:55+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/qJnNFlE9XeqYSoFj3kOI.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[From afar, this image resembles two bold brushstrokes painted across a blank canvas, forming an “X”. On closer inspection, it reveals a pair of Himalayan Vultures crossing paths in mid-air. Captured in Singapore on 5 January 2026, this moment is especially rare: Himalayan Vultures are vagrants to the region and are typically sighted only in late December and early January. This image remains special to me as it reflects aspects of minimalism, precise timing, and use of space to convey the majestic presence and elegance of the Himalayan Vultures in flight. | Zhi Heng]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/uwvj8lq11KXp18A8xkWV Zhi Heng https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/jj3BdCn1YxVrCdFL995iWfIDMY63 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/uwvj8lq11KXp18A8xkWV Sat, 10 Jan 2026 17:11:31 GMT 2026-01-10T17:11:31+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/uwvj8lq11KXp18A8xkWV.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[I love movies more than I love photography, so when I'm taking photos I gravitate towards scenes I've recently watched on screen that have stuck with me. In a way it makes me feel like I am creating my own little movie frame starting from a memory of a scene, with the two ending up intertwining and forming a new "false" memory. Looking at the stern composition and subject of this image, not to mention that it's in black and white, I am fairly certain I was watching a lot of Fellini and Antonioni's classics at the time I took this image. My own false memory of Mastroianni walking the streets of Bank. London, 2025. | Franco Volpi]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/AT0547TetpyjwEl35ryF Franco Volpi https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/koYtNqNSKaZsk6JSlEAEA3jrODf2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/AT0547TetpyjwEl35ryF Tue, 31 Mar 2026 02:52:38 GMT 2026-03-31T02:52:38+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/AT0547TetpyjwEl35ryF.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/zh-tw/photos/MCq2HUqc07Cf0tkiHfQs Nicholas https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/nickkloo https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/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/zh-tw/photos/sVh1uqHQzy9Jq3sPjFco John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/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/zh-tw/photos/cI8eCjEr7pTX08wnzCdu John Hupa https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/5pbld81DKVT8o45bBOOJ7CDUle72 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/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