Sun reflects on a frozen lake. Everything is sliding and gliding on perfect ice-- until it means falling a few dozen times, too. Ice skating is beautiful, graceful, and yet-- it's a fact of human life. In all these centuries no one has ever learned to skate without first falling on their face. Probably a whole bunch. In skating it's a lot like life: the falling down isn't what matters. It's the getting up again every time that counts.
Measurement: 50 ▢ 17-140 // Color: Stracciatella