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“Elie Wiesel was one of the great moral voices of our time, and in many ways, the conscience of the world. Tonight, Michelle and I join people across the United States, Israel and around the globe in mourning the loss and celebrating the life of a truly remarkable human being. Like millions of admirers, I first came to know Elie through his account of the horror he endured during the Holocaust simply because he was Jewish. But I was also honored and deeply humbled to call him a dear friend. I’m especially grateful for all the moments we shared and our talks together, which ranged from the meaning of friendship to our shared commitment to the State of Israel.

Elie was not just the world’s most prominent Holocaust survivor, he was a living memorial. After we walked together among the barbed wire and guard towers of Buchenwald where he was held as a teenager and where his father perished, Elie spoke words I’ve never forgotten—"Memory has become a sacred duty of all people of goodwill.“ Upholding that sacred duty was the purpose of Elie’s life. Along with his beloved wife Marion and the foundation that bears his name, he raised his voice, not just against anti-Semitism, but against hatred, bigotry and intolerance in all its forms. He implored each of us, as nations and as human beings, to do the same, to see ourselves in each other and to make real that pledge of ‘never again.’

At the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum that he helped create, you can see his words—’for the dead and the living, we must bear witness.’ But Elie did more than just bear witness, he acted. As a writer, a speaker, an activist, and a thinker, he was one of those people who changed the world more as a citizen of the world than those who hold office or traditional positions of power. His life, and the power of his example, urges us to be better. In the face of evil, we must summon our capacity for good. In the face of hate, we must love. In the face of cruelty, we must live with empathy and compassion. We must never be bystanders to injustice or indifferent to suffering. Just imagine the peace and justice that would be possible in our world if we all lived a little more like Elie Wiesel.

At the end of our visit to Buchenwald, Elie said that after all that he and the other survivors had endured, ‘we had the right to give up on humanity.’ But he said, ‘we rejected that possibility…we said, no, we must continue believing in a future.’ Tonight, we give thanks that Elie never gave up on humanity and on the progress that is possible when we treat one another with dignity and respect. Our thoughts are with Marion, their son Shlomo Elisha, his stepdaughter Jennifer and his grandchildren whom we thank for sharing Elie with the world. May God bless the memory of Elie Wiesel, and may his soul be bound up in the bond of eternal life.” —President Obama on the passing of Elie Wiesel


Welcome to New York, anything to declare?

I am going to hang a high-wire between the two towers of the World Trade Center and walk on it! 


The Walk (2015) Directed by Robert Zemeckis


Building the future tallest building in San Francisco requires a lot of concrete, nearly 49 millions pounds of it. Pouring it all took more than 18 hours on a cloudy San Francisco Sunday. An armada of trucks delivered the concrete and brontosaurine pumps vomited it into the hole while a small army of rubber-booted workers scurried about, directing the flow. It was one of the biggest, longest concrete pours in history.

Find out how this feat was accomplished.


This is the story of Kate E Howrad, a young woman whose impossible dream is to become a tap dancer. Kate’s dream is a creative one and since hitRECord is a community of artists, it really came as no surprise that a lot of other people on the site could really relate to her dream in some way. I, along with everyone else on the site, really wanted to see her dream of becoming a tap dancer come true. And when other people came together to support her, something really special happened.

This “Impossible Dream" collaboration was inspired by a movie I’m in called “The Walk,” coming to theaters on September 30th. It’s a true story about Philippe Petit. His impossible dream was to hang a high wire between the two towers of the World Trade Center and walk across it. And, in 1974, with the help of his co-conspirators, he achieved this dream.

Philippe Petit couldn’t have fulfilled his dream all by himself, and as you’ll see in our three “Impossible Dream" short films, the support and encouragement of other people can help to make the impossible possible.

Thanks again <3




Oh, what a charming plant this is, and so very hardy as well. It makes a great backdrop to a garden scheme as its colour works well with anything, but especially so with green. It flowers over a long period. A hedge of this as a background to pale blue agapanthus would look good as both have overlapping flowering periods. At the Palacio Frontiera in Lisbon, plumbago has been used as a hedge to complement a low wall frieze of decorative tiles depicting cats and other animals and it looks fabulous. I have another plumbago plant growing within a wire tower like this one nearby but it is only a few years old and will need at least two more years to make its mark. I am thinking of a third tower. We will see if I can fit it in the long garden.

Dean taking care of Cas … not only of his physical health but also his pride. He protected Castiel’s completely un-angelic adoration of an inanimate object. Where Sam still expected Cas to react like an angel– unfeeling and unaffected, Dean expected him to react like a human, a friend—and he defended him as such. Throughout, Dean was looking at Cas as more than a puppet, a curse, or a hammer … because he is more.

Dean smiled when the guy could be so human to actually compare himself to a tomato; when he could seek comfort into a proffered blanket. It was in those moments that Dean kept his hands upon his friend’s shoulder—only removing them when he was so bluntly reminded, he isn’t human. His friend is hearing voices … voices of heaven and there’s nothing Dean can do about that, and that scares him.

Yet, when Castiel was falling into the clutches of what cannot be explained, Dean still laid his hand back upon the angel to bring him out of the dark. He reminded Cas that he wasn’t something that could be used, he’s unique, he’s strong and Dean knows that. He knows him. And even after Castiel threw him to the floor, threatening to do what Dean did to him only days before—Dean still reached for Castiel. Dean still held his face and looked into his eyes to make sure that Cas was still himself.

And when it was finally all okay, when the angel was restored to all his grace, Dean still didn’t see him for the wings and the halo, as crooked as it may be. He saw Castiel for the friend he hurt, the friend he wronged and the friend he wanted to remind himself over and over—was almost lost, because of him. And in the true balance of pain and life … Castiel does not heal the man, although he is perfectly capable; he knows that that won’t really heal; because just like the humanity Dean sees in Cas, Castiel sees the human in Dean.

It’s what they know best in each other.

Sometimes … it seems like the only truth that’s out there anymore.


For the past year or so, people from all over the world have been contributing their impossible dreams to hitRECord. Our worldwide community of artists has been rallying around those people and encouraging them to pursue those dreams. And now, we’ve made three different videos about three of these dreamers. This is the first one. It’s based on Scorch’s impossible dream of becoming a mom.

This “Impossible Dream" collaboration was inspired by a movie I’m in called “The Walk,” coming to theaters on September 30th. It’s a true story about Philippe Petit. His impossible dream was to hang a high wire between the two towers of the World Trade Center and walk across it. And, in 1974, with the help of his co-conspirators, he achieved this dream.

Philippe Petit couldn’t have fulfilled his dream all by himself, and as you’ll see in our three “Impossible Dream" short films, the support and encouragement of other people can help to make the impossible possible.

Thanks again <3


  • Aries: Fireworks on New Year’s Eve, heavy woollen knitwear, red sky at night and orange sunsets, hot metal, warm noodle soup, firm handshakes, lights in the passenger saloons on the train, the smell of burning wax, bruised knuckles, walls covered in graffiti, volcanic eruptions, fresh paint, martial arts, the nick of pages against your thumb as you flick through a book.
  • Taurus: Pollen in the air, old, twisting staircases, brass instruments, cracks in the earth, old houses covered in wisteria, gears & cogs, cosy living rooms with crackling fires, an old song you remember from your childhood but could never remember the title of, icebergs, pumpkins on the doorstep on Halloween, moss growing over bracken.
  • Gemini: Glittering jewellery in the jewellers shop window, fresh sheets on the bed, an enthralling documentary, tornados, sneaking into the cinema, conversations heard through walls, the first time on an aeroplane, tangled wires, extravagant desserts, telecommunication towers, gardens with fountains, brand new shoes, migrating birds, long Skype conversations.
  • Cancer: Long walks down the pier, baby’s hair, footprints in the sand being washed away by the tide, old fashioned seashell trinket boxes, overcast skies, hilarious comments made out of the blue, coming home to the smell of cooking, heavy books full of esoteric knowledge, long walks with friends, coral reefs, sticks and rocks thrown off bridges into rivers, a hand clasped tightly in yours.
  • Leo: Bonfires, family albums, waking up on your birthday, shopping trips, purring cats, protective mothers, movie marathons, panoramic views, rollercoasters, lighted vanities, warm summer nights, the excitement of a new episode of your favourite show, conversations late at night in the kitchen, torn jeans, skipping stones over water.
  • Virgo: Harvest moon, studying in the library, fresh cut grass, playing on swings late at night and drunk, 24 hour stores, candyfloss/cotton candy, gig posters plastered on walls, phone boxes in the middle of nowhere, the sound of trains in the distance, pressing gum onto the underside of school desks, crickets in the night at summer, talking in the dark at sleepovers.
  • Libra: Gossip written on bathroom walls, hourglasses, messy notebooks, tyre swings, passing notes in class, deep conversations about your past with friends, fairy lights, paper cranes, aeroplane smoke streaks in the sky, hot air balloons, rosebushes, abandoned, overgrown farm machinery by the roadside, fireflies, letting friends copy your homework.
  • Scorpio: Constellations, black plumage, silent movies, hospital waiting rooms, sleeping in your car, quiet graveyards, silhouettes, deep pools of water, secret societies, cities lit up at night, old sepia photographs, cookie-cutter sharks, cloaks, black clouds before the storm, venomous animals, heavy black boots, butterfly knives, studded belts.
  • Sagittarius: Ferris wheels, lanterns on a string, shooting stars, skydives, nomads, see-through elevators, winding roads, friendship bracelets, the dawn chorus, spicy food, hazy blue skies, clouds around mountain peaks, casinos and arcades, lollipops that make your tongue turn blue, hot springs, cherry blossom, cacti and succulents, dynamite.
  • Capricorn: Cobbled streets, second hand shops/thrift stores, hollowed-out oak trees, book store coffee shops, mushrooms, moths, sunlight through blinds, crystal caves, dark, mysterious forests, owl calls at night, cracking joints, geometric design, animal skulls found in fields, stalactites and stalagmites, rocking-horses, marble statues, dinosaur fossils.
  • Aquarius: Hypnosis, weather balloons, cool techno music, metallic texture, the pyramids, morse code, mazes, neon signs, black holes, ‘fashionably late’, robots, Salvador Dali paintings, political protests, elaborate cocktails, satellites, ancient castle ruins, conspiracy theories, freshwater springs, rooftop parties.
  • Pisces: Tie dyed shirts, aquariums, grunge music, underwater volcanoes, bioluminescent deep sea creatures, hookahs, sand dunes, manta rays, witches’ covens, pub crawls, ambient sounds, celestial white noise, psychedelic art, boats on the horizon, storms at sea, lava lamps, natural hallucinogens, seaweed tangling around your limbs.

A Poem for Gustave Moreau

“I Spit in the Lock and the Knob Turns” by Michalle Gould

I spit in the lock and the knob turns.
A wire stretches between two towers,
but is it before the walk, or just after
a person has fallen? In a painting,
a man is devoured by his own horses,
after teaching them to love the taste
of human flesh. I was once told that
being shot feels just like being slapped.
I never felt the needle going in, but now
my jaw aches at the site of the injection.
The artist’s signature is neat in the corner,
impassive to the horror his brush has
depicted; the man’s body surprisingly white
and clean, as if he had turned to statue
when the mares’ jaws clamped down on him.
His blood streaks instead over his violated cloak,
down to where a hoof still tramples it,
a quite delicate pink turning red, like the flesh
of a fish where it is caught up against a wire net.
“A shame,” says the woman behind me.
“It was once such a beautiful piece of fabric.”

Title and first line from Frank O’Hara’s “Meditations in an Emergency.” Inspired by Moreau’s watercolor Diomedes Devoured by Horses.

Contributed by poet Michalle Gould to #GettyInspired, a gallery of creativity inspired by the Getty and created by you.

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