Through the scratched lens of an old movie camera, we observe an urban street at dawn, framed by the curve of a weathered arch. The soft, diffused morning light bathes the cobbled path in hues of gold, contrasting the solemn blues of the early morning sky. Along the street, rows of weathered, narrow houses create depth, balancing the broad expanse of the sky.
Dotted along the houses are small, colourful glass jars of jelly in the dusty window sills. The radiant reds, translucent yellows, and iridescent greens reflect the dawning light, introducing more color and lending a surreal dreaminess to the scene.
Through a close-up shot, focused on the squinting eyes of an old vendor, the audience comes closer into the heart of everyday life in the neighborhood. The camera angles slightly upward to capture the vendor’s profile against the backdrop of his small jelly shop.
The camera pans slowly across the street, capturing the gradual waking up of the neighborhood. The sounds of distant chatter, clinking glass jars, and distant church bells fill the space, offering the viewer a sense of immersion in this engaging tableau of urban life.