From a cold night in December... and now a new year. Bundled up in the studio, as if for a Torino winter, pigeons taking refuge under the eves, a thin layer of ice all across Lake Garda... The town of Riva tucked away at the far end, with her winding narrow streets, snow on all the ledges, and looming just behind, the crags of the Dolomiti...
A single swimming float--from the summer--also with a layer of white...
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