In a shot, a lone aged fisherman casts his line with a blank expression off an old wooden pier, looking vacantly out to sea in the early morning light. The camera angle is low and behind him capturing the vast emptiness of the sea coastwards. The sky full of bright oranges, purples, and slight hints of the approaching blue. The sun is barely peeking out from the horizon casting a warm glow on the fisherman and his weary figure. His silhouette is a stark contrast against the beginnings of daylight. Everything is still, the only movements are from the fisherman and the gentle lapping of the sea. The balance in the scene between the tranquility of the sea and the silent desperation of the man creates an ethereal atmosphere. The colors are subdued, but rich, reflecting the mood of solitude and contemplation.