to describe how I felt that evening , but yeah I did not fall on my back , you always said never to . Now , banquets flood my apartment every now & then , I now feel transformed and fortunate . Art really has brought out the good in me , and my heart is now overwhelmed with hope .
As I write and sip a warm cup of coffee in a shop down the street , my spirit hums with the silence echoing in your room as you read this letter , I know you ’ re proud of me , but I am even more proud of myself . Proud of those realizations and depth I have been able to measure with my works , proud of every time I really rose back after my faults . Proud of following my instincts and erupting like a wildfire and I am glad that I have been cured of deaths arrows .
Finally , Mozambique has been a place for me , serene and conventional . It is a vast
51 land , clothed with seas and light , and inspirational artworks and sculptures ( of a sculpture artist from the Makondo tribe of Mozambique ). I also made sure to add some pictures of my visit to Quirimbas National park last summer in this letter , it was epic ! I also added some pictures from the art exhibit and my favorite meal , the Chicken peri-peri . I will have you visit soon , I promise . With hearts that blossom as the rose 🌹