In a dark basement, an old contrabass leans haphazardly against a cracked wall. The camera pans out from a low angle, giving a deep perspective of the poorly lit room lit only by a single window providing half-light. Showcasing an ambiance of raw, unedited reality, the colors are predominately drab and muted with shadows heavily playing on the scene. The main focus is the contrabass; its shiny surface reflects the faint light, creating a stark contrast to the general grimness.
In the background, unbalanced against the mostly empty room, piles of plates and other pottery lay discarded in a corner, remnants of a forgotten profession. Dust particles drift in the dim light, creating an eerie movement. This scene captures the melancholy of what once was – a room filled with music and craftsmanship, now abandoned and silent.