February 15, 2015 § Leave a comment
Year: 1995 (68th) Academy Awards
Category: Documentary (Short Subject)
Film Title: One Survivor Remembers (It’s a 1995 documentary short film by Kary Antholis in which Holocaust survivor Gerda Weissmann Klein recounts her six-year ordeal as a victim of Nazi cruelty, including the loss of her parents, brother, friends, home, possessions, and community)
Winner: Kary Antholis (accompanied on stage by film subject Gerda Weissmann Klein)
Oscar Acceptance Speech
GERDA WEISSMANN KLEIN:
Kary, Sheila, Sandy, Michael, my beloved husband and my family. I have been in a place for six incredible years where winning meant a crust of bread and to live another day. Since the blessed day of my liberation I have asked the question, why am I here? I am no better. In my mind’s eye I see those years and days and those who never lived to see the magic of a boring evening at home. On their behalf I wish to thank you for honoring their memory, and you cannot do it in any better way than when you return to your homes tonight to realize that each of you who know the joy of freedom are winners. Thank you on their behalf with all my heart.
April 20, 2014 § Leave a comment
Lizzie Velásquez once labelled as the ‘World’s ugliest woman’ has the most beautiful ideas worth spreading at TEDx Austin.
April 11, 2014 § Leave a comment
Milton Glaser offers some invaluable advice on the progression of the creative life into old age, wrapped in a broader meditation on the universal power of art:
If you can sustain your interest in what you’re doing, you’re an extremely fortunate person. What you see very frequently in people’s professional lives, and perhaps in their emotional life as well, is that they lose interest in the third act. You sort of get tired, and indifferent, and, sometimes, defensive. And you kind of lose your capacity for astonishment — and that’s a great loss, because the world is a very astonishing place.
What I feel fortunate about is that I’m still astonished, that things still amaze me. And I think that that’s the great benefit of being in the arts, where the possibility for learning never disappears, where you basically have to admit you never learn it.
February 7, 2014 § Leave a comment
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
February 4, 2014 § Leave a comment
“And sometimes I had to be brave. It wasn’t always easy. Sometimes I faltered, I had bad days. But I realized that being brave isn’t supposed to be easy. And for me, I feel its the key way to keep moving forward”– Sam Berns