Face in the bushes
One of those times where the little bits and pieces of diverse elements (layers, perspective, depth of field, etc) get linked to make up a phantom object. It’s not there but it is. The eye glances or gazes and it’s there but then focus has it disappear. The mind does a little somersault as it sorts out and makes sense of the whole back into bits. At least that’s what I thought at the time.