Рет қаралды 94
Four days, four different places around Livorno, a tiny city in Tuscany, where the smell of the sea permeates everything.
Bu started skateboarding when he was 14 years old, he stopped for a while to focus on his studies, but it never really felt like he was quitting.
Now he's 29, he works as a researcher in Mathematics, but he keep ridin' and hurtin' like that kid from 15 years ago.
What does motivate his soul and body to get in the streets, fighting with passers-by (yeah, saw that with my bare eyes) and cops, get hurt, get bruised, and bleeding?
I mean, he is no pro. If I wanted a pro in this film, I'd be calling Rodney Mullen I guess--
There's no money down the line, no fame, no recognition, just blood, sweat, and tears. So WHY, you say?
Even after a whole afternoon spent learning a new trick with no progress, all the frustration goes away when he jumps on his board and roll home.
"Even when I think about the old days when I used to go skateboarding in the streets with my homeboys, I don't recall the tricks or the skate battles, but the rides home, tired and sweaty, boards under our feet, that feeling of freedom.
Even if I am almost thirty and have at most 10 more good years in my knees, I'll try to ride till the very end."
This whole year taught me to keep going.
I'll try to ride too, I guess.
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Song credits goes to Vundabar.