Kofi's banner

Kofi, a Ghanaian man in his late 30s who is a tailor: very dark skin, tall and lean, a sculpted high-top fade with a gold afro comb tucked in it, neat short beard, gold-rimmed round glasses, wearing a sharply cut double-breasted suit in a loud orange, green and gold kente-inspired woven print with a matching pocket square. Standing on a rooftop ledge above a European city square, holding a bolt of his kente-print fabric that unspools from his hands into a colossal 50-metre banner rippling across the sky over the square, tiny people below looking up, bright afternoon. Kofi flings the bolt of fabric off the ledge and it unrolls at speed, cracking like a whip across the sky over the square; the camera dives off the ledge with the fabric, plunging down past the facade as the banner snaps open above, then swoops up to Kofi grinning on the ledge.