A pile of blankets filmed at bed height appears in a room with faded colors. Fragmented views follow one another, suggesting the fragile living conditions of people living in the rubble of a suburb. A prayer in Romanian signals their origin. A plane passes in the sky and we are transported to a parade of shimmering colors in the streets of Okinawa, before landing at a beekeeper's in Ariège. The Franco-Japanese artist Amie Barouh brings together in a form of filmed diary fragments of biography and snippets of conversations collected over the years and during her travels, mainly from Roma friends with whom she has lived. Through frenetic editing, Shuruuk , which literally means "rising in the east", weaves a dreamlike journey that follows the movement of the sun, from Japan to Tunisia, from Palestine to the four corners of France. The camera rummages through the folds of reality to capture the faces of those with whom the artist navigates, to bear witness to the struggle for their daily survival as well as more specific manifestations in the face of state oppression. Amie Barouh intertwines the impressionist bursts with bursts of another gravity: violent and sudden police interventions, which take shape in the movement of the film, carried by a manifest vital impulse. The fragmentation of Shuruuk reflects the perpetual reconfiguration to which the lives of all these beings are subjected, humans, animals, like these bees that swarm while the tender words of Pierre Barouh resonate: "Today I am what I am, we are who we are, and all that is the sum of the pollen we have fed on."