Saleh Kashefi, a young Iranian filmmaker, composes a poetic logbook with fragments of his Parisian life. Grace of youthful faces captured with tenderness, golden glow of religious paintings, prosaic details of a thready daily life where a dull sadness lies… Each shot is a note whose vibrancy is increased by a sound material, a ghostly double, made of thick silences and repeated motifs, melodic apparitions and echoes. Development is the cinematic translation of a vague feeling of melancholy that pours out sensitively from the bottom of a bathtub.