This film is about the fishing artel of the Pomors, whose life is devoted day after day to the work of their ancestors, to fishing on the White Sea. Against the background of a colorless sky, separated from the white snow by the horizon line, a man stands in the wind and tries to bite into the depths of the ice with an electric saw in order to cut a hole. All that the viewer manages to see on the screen is the deceptive simplicity of this space of life and boredom. But a thirty-minute contemplation of the silent hard work of fishermen in the icy cold makes you look at your life in a different way.