This image reflects the days on end, the repetitions of paths between metro and train lines throughout my life in Lisbon. It is also a moment of collision, but of absolute silence after the tragedy. Everything disappears in a second, and it is both beautiful and bitter. Photography on 35 mm film, Ilford HP 400 at Konica C35, Oriente Station in the year 2015. We Disappear is a way to disappear in time.