“She suddenly passed by the door. At that very moment I realized that she would not only adorn my photograph but my life either. I pressed the shutter just like pulling the robe of a bird trap which I used set to trap goldfinch, serinus or greenfinch birds as I was a kid. My heart
was beating loudly. I was breathless. At that very moment, time slowed down like it used to be in the past. My dwarf life resembling to the extinguished stars was filled with a light and firstly I, and then everybody, everywhere, the whole Istanbul was evaporated. Everything, living or lifeless that are spinning around with everchanging images right in front of me were disappeared. All my obsessed visions faded away for a while and the time was frozen. She was so beautiful. She walked down the alley disregarding the warm evening wind, dispersing her long, black hair and she disappeared by silently shrinking. Ever before had I been so deeply charmed and mesmerized by a woman. I tagged along her in haste as I came to my senses. My neck, my face and my ears were blushed. I felt it. My heart which could hardly pump blood to my heavy body was excitedly beating…”
Hakan Yaman’s 2009 Yunus Nadi Novel Prize winning novel The Woman in the Photograph is the novel of a passionate love. Suphi, the protagonist of the novel is an amateur photographer who lives in solitude in his own little world. But his colourless life changes as he takes the photograph of a beautiful woman who he runs across by coincidence. Suphi runs after that glimpsing image but she can’t find the woman. After a while, this pursuit and the woman becomes an obsession. Suphi’s persistent quests end with an astonishing final.