interlúdio em inglês.

Hi. today I found an old letter from you. And decided to search you on the web. doing that, I found out that you died last year. and I cannot help but to feel guilty. for not keeping contact when you were still alive. I know, it's all a part of life. sometimes we can and sometimes we can't keep in touch. I moved. several times. your courses in Brazil stopped. we had our reasons, I'm sure. and the fact is. I think I never thanked you enough. for helping me be who I am now. for teaching me so much about art and alterity. with you I understood so much that I never noticed before. I will always cherish the day I met you at the MoMA. you wore your teacher's apron, as always. and I probably was using something plain. you helped me to see that it is ok to be eccentric. it is ok to try to do things differently. it is ok to try. sorry for not being everything you told me I could be. but I promise I'll keep on trying. and maybe someday. I can be as good a teacher as you were. you were inspiration. thank you.