Some things don’t disappear.

They just learn where to stay.

A shape where you don’t expect it.

Eyes adjusting.

A presence pretending to be absence.

It isn’t hiding out of fear.

It’s hiding because it can.

This photograph was made in Kadıköy, by the sea.

A black cat was playing around a trash can near the water.

I stood there for a few minutes, watching it move in and out of sight — sometimes visible, sometimes almost gone.

At one point, it settled inside the opening.

The shape disappeared.

Only the eyes remained.

Nothing was arranged.

Nothing was interrupted.

I simply waited until the moment found its own balance.