This is Officer Caroline Edwards and she was one of the Capitol Police that defended the Capitol on J6 during the Insurrection. The rioters attacked her cracking her head open & leaving her with a permanent brain injury. Trump said it was Peaceful and full of Love that day!

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Americans realizing they spent $75 billion fighting Iran, then another $300 billion rebuilding Iran, just to reopen the Strait of Hormuz that was already open before the war started

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Trump ataca Lewis Hamilton — e recebe uma resposta contundente…. Donald Trump chamou Lewis Hamilton de “um insulto ao esporte” porque o heptacampeão é “extremamente progressista” e acredita que não devemos discriminar com base no gênero…. Infelizmente ele escolheu a pessoa errada…. Em um local histórico, Lewis Hamilton não apenas respondeu com veemência — ele fez um discurso moral…. “O presidente dos Estados Unidos acabou de dizer que eu insultei o espírito da competição”, começou Lewis Hamilton…. “Querem saber o que insulta a humanidade? Tirar o acesso à saúde dos doentes enquanto se cortam impostos para bilionários.”…. “Sabem o que insulta a humanidade?”, continuou ele…. “Deportar estrangeiros e separar bebês de suas mães.”…. “Sabe o que insulta a humanidade? Bombardear crianças inocentes em idade escolar no Irã e enviar nossos bravos homens e mulheres para morrer em mais uma guerra sem fim… Acobertar os arquivos de Epstein e depois se recusar a processar uma única pessoa envolvida.”…. Lewis Hamilton — que foi atacado por Trump por apoiar pessoas transgênero e afirmar que “todas as crianças são uma dádiva para este mundo” — mudou completamente o discurso…. Em vez de recuar, ele fundamentou sua mensagem nos próprios valores que Trump tentou usar como arma…. “Eu não sou uma pessoa perfeita”, disse ele…. “Mas me esforço todos os dias para usar minha plataforma em prol daqueles que não a têm.”…. “Somos ensinados a amar o nosso próximo como a nós mesmos… Conseguimos imaginar a guerra em um mundo perfeito? Conseguimos imaginar o preconceito em um mundo perfeito? Conseguimos imaginar a pobreza em um mundo perfeito? Então por que toleramos essas coisas na Terra?”

I am 83 years old, I will die. The cause of death is birth. The only real things in life are food and love, in that order, just like our little dog Ruby. I really believe this and the source of art is love. I love life. ~ David Hockney

BREAKING: The first official portrait of Barack and Michelle Obama together has been unveiled and it's absolutely stunning. Look closely at the tiny components of this piece... "Tradition is not untouchable. We can own it, we can shape it, we can move it the way we need," Nigerian-born artist Njideka Akunyili Crosby told Harper's Bazaar. The artwork is one of 28 pieces that have been commissioned for the Obama Presidential Center in Chicago, which opens later this week on Juneteenth. Harper's explained that Akunyili Crosby’s masterpieces are "technically complex" and while they are designed to "resemble conventional figurative paintings at a distance" they are actually "composed of dense layers of embedded images, in something like a visual archive." If you look, you should be able to spot a volume of the Harvard Law Review that was published while Barack Obama was the journal's first Black President. You'll also spot Stevie Wonder's "Talking Book," which was the first album that the former First Lady ever owned. “Yes, he was the President. But she is incredible," said Akunyili Crosby. “Nostalgia for the past is always a dicey thing. But that does not mean it wasn’t important for me to kind of touch upon the feelings we all had—and the hope," the artist added. Now, more than ever, we miss the days when we had a dignified, compassionate, intelligent First Couple. What can you spot in the portrait? Please like and share if you love this artwork!

Flood the timeline with Michelle Obama. Michelle Obama earned degrees from Princeton and Harvard Law, served as First Lady, became a bestselling author, and inspired millions around the world. Today, WE post Michelle Obama.

FTP: LAPD killed her dog. He was wearing his Knicks jersey. His name was Jameson. A golden doodle. One of the sweetest, most gentle breeds alive. A neighbor called a noise complaint. That's it. 20 officers showed up. Then a helicopter. For a noise complaint in an apartment complex. And they shot Jameson dead. In front of his owner. In front of her child. No warning. No de-escalation. Nothing. The media is barely covering this. No headlines. No outrage. Like it never happened. If this was your dog... your child watching... how would you feel? Jameson deserved better. That little boy deserved better. His mama deserved better.

David Hockney

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"If you aren’t careful, the newspapers will have you hating the people who are being oppressed and loving the people who are doing the oppressing" -Malcolm X

This is a portrait I painted of one of many heroes of mine from the Civil Rights movement. The Rev. James Zwerg, circa 1961. He was one of the Freedom Riders, along with John Lewis, William Barbee, Catherine Burks, and many others, who pulled into Montgomery, AL on a bus May 20, 1961. He volunteered to step off first. The mob was waiting with baseball bats, chains, and clubs. They beat him until three of his vertebrae cracked, his nose broke, and every tooth in his head was fractured. They beat him unconscious on the pavement. A Black stranger in coveralls walked up and said, “Stop beating that kid. If you want to beat someone, beat me.” And they did. He saved Zwerg’s life. White ambulances refused to take him. He lay in the street for over an hour. That is the moment I painted. Bloodied suit. Head bowed. At Martin Luther King Jr.’s urging, Zwerg later went to seminary and was ordained in the United Church of Christ. Rev. Zwerg is now 86 and lives in Tucson, Arizona. His courage and conviction, alongside that of countless others, helped save this nation. These are the people I celebrate as we near our 250th anniversary as a nation.

10 years ago my wife, the mum of our kids & the MP for Batley&Spen was killed by a far right extremist. At anniversaries I try to be optimistic about the future. But not this time. In the ten years since she was killed we have gone backwards & I fear our democracy is now at risk

People talk about John Lennon's absent father. Paul McCartney's lost mother. The wounds that shaped The Beatles are well documented. But there is a quieter story — a story about a boy everyone had given up on, and the stepfather who refused to. Richard Starkey grew up in the Dingle, one of Liverpool's roughest neighborhoods, in grinding poverty. His father left when he was three. By the time he was six he had nearly died from appendicitis and peritonitis. By eight he could barely read. At thirteen he was taken out of a sanatorium after two years of treatment for tuberculosis, having missed so much school that returning was pointless. He entered the workforce semi-literate, drifting between jobs he couldn't keep. It was around this time that his mother Elsie married a painter and decorator from Essex named Harry Graves. In a culture where stepfathers could be resentful or indifferent, Harry was something else entirely. He didn't push the fragile boy toward manual labor or shame him for the schooling he'd missed. He paid attention. He noticed that when Richard sat near a rhythm — any rhythm — something lit up in him. He had been banging on tins in the sanatorium. He was tapping on everything at home. In December 1957, Harry Graves traveled to London, found a battered second-hand drum kit for £10, and carried it back to Liverpool by train — just to see the boy smile at Christmas. It was a primitive thing. A snare drum, a bass drum, a cymbal made from an old bin lid. But it was enough. Richard Starkey — who would soon rename himself Ringo Starr — began playing. First in skiffle groups. Then in rock and roll bands. Then, in August 1962, he sat down behind the drums for The Beatles and became one of the most distinctive rhythmic voices in the history of popular music. Ringo called Harry his "step-ladder." Not stepfather. Step-ladder. Because Harry lifted him up. Harry Graves died in August 1994. Ringo and Barbara Bach attended the funeral at Huyton Cemetery. By then, the battered £10 drum kit had long since been replaced by a lifetime of music — but the man who carried it on a train remained, to the end, one of the most important people in Ringo's life. John Lennon wrote "Help" about feeling lost. Ringo Starr never needed to write that song. He had Harry.

I think this is a grannie adventure too far Inge Löök Finnish garden designer and the brain behind these two reprobates !

Ernst Graner (1865-1943) Austrian artist ( Vienna) Watercolours artist. The iron work caught my eye, so well done Shop looks interesting too.

Lovely photo of Hockney and McKellen taken in April this year by photographer Frederic Aranda

“I draw flowers every day and send them to my friends so they get fresh blooms every morning.” ~ David Hockney

Steve Sanderson Lancashire painter What a fabulous meadow full of wild flowers I would love to be there amongst the blooms and the butterflies He gets all over with his dog walking through the seasons.