aerial photoshoot, bird's eye view, expansive, geometric, high altitude in the dimly lit bathroom, a 35 year old jester stands alone amidst a backdrop of worn tiles and flickering fluorescent lights. his once vibrant costume now hangs in tatters, his oversized shoes scuffed and dirty. amidst this dismal atmosphere, he clutches a tattered opera lirica score to his chest, its yellowed pages rustling softly. the digital style imbues the scene with a sense of whimsy and charm, as if the jester's desperation is being filtered through a haze of cotton candy. the colors are muted yet vibrant, like a watercolor painting left in the rain soft pinks, blues, and yellows bleeding into one another on the page. the jester's face, though pinched with worry, wears a faint smile, as if he's found some small comfort in the opera lirica. his eyes, two shining pools of desperation, seem to plead for someone anyone to hear his song. the overall effect is both heartbreaking and beautiful, like a forgotten melody rediscovered on an old record player.