I met Viviana when we were both volunteer clowns in hospitals. My name was Spark and I was - and am in real life - fast, fun and impatient. Her clown name was Tartaclaun (Turtle clown in Italian) and it suited her perfectly: she was slow, in everything she did. And unsurprisingly often late. Even if this drove me mad at first, I pretty soon realised she needed that time to observe people, deeply and carefully. As a result, she understood their needs and cared for them like no one else I have aver met. We were flatmates for a year and a half and great friends for more than a decade. I learned to trust her intuitions and followed her in her crazy creative projects, whether this meant organising a surprise photo exhibition for her husband or drawing caricatures for her friend's annual calendar. I always knew the deadlines too late, but it was part of our game. She was also a talented singer, and her voice amazed me and everyone else every time she sang. On the 9th of June a current took her away while she was spending the week end with friends nearby a river.

Learning to live our days without her (and without sharing anything with her anymore) is a task we will face slowly. There's no other way, and she was right. But coming up with ideas to keep her among us is useful and transforms the pain. The first idea is making one of her dreams come true. She visited Myanmar and fell in love with a monastery in Bagan where they help children in need getting support and education. I promise to give some time to this crowdfunding, and I will spread the news slowly, just like Tartaclaun would have done. But donate fast!

A SPECIAL THANK YOU: Whoever will donate more than 20£ will receive an mp3 with one of the songs sung by Viviana. Write your email to sarapittaluga77@gmail.com"