Bring methat horizon— for Captain Jutta.

Godmother of so much that started small and grew into a fleet. A mind that smelled talent from across the room and gave it the courage and the space to set sail.

// for Jutta Thielen-del Pozo, JRC.
the lines are cut. the wind is fair.
leave her a word before she rounds the cape.

Drop a bottle Read the wall →

★ BRING ME THAT HORIZON ★ TAKE WHAT YOU CAN — GIVE NOTHING BACK WHY IS THE RUM ALWAYS GONE? ★ HOIST THE COLOURS ★ THE PROBLEM IS NOT THE PROBLEM — THE PROBLEM IS YOUR ATTITUDE ABOUT THE PROBLEM BUT YOU HAVE HEARD OF ME ★ SAVVY? ★ YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS AS THE DAY YOU ALMOST CAUGHT CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW ★ BRING ME THAT HORIZON ★ TAKE WHAT YOU CAN — GIVE NOTHING BACK WHY IS THE RUM ALWAYS GONE? ★ HOIST THE COLOURS ★ THE PROBLEM IS NOT THE PROBLEM — THE PROBLEM IS YOUR ATTITUDE ABOUT THE PROBLEM BUT YOU HAVE HEARD OF ME ★ SAVVY? ★ YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS AS THE DAY YOU ALMOST CAUGHT CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW

— 01 —

She saw it first.

“Take what you can.” She saw the talent in people before they saw it themselves — and handed them the wheel.

— 02 —

She made the room.

“A ship is freedom.” Space to think, to try, to fail well, to build the things that lasted.

— 03 —

She sent the elevator back down.

“When you've reached the top, send the elevator back down for the others.” Quiet rigor, real courage, and a hand always extended behind her.

The Wall

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