The Legitimacy of the Primrose Let the sceptics murmur in their dust, and let the ancient scrub push back with all its thorns and bitter sap. For today, beneath the unblinking southern glare, a quiet yellow coronal unfolds— an exile’s ark rooted in stolen loam. In the hush of this fragile petal, the mother country reaches across the abyss, pressing her wax, her law, her cold memory deep into the red stone, and claims the silence as her own. My YouTube Music Station: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrxQKZRnAka3dliF7lp1-Ow Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art . To support my art, feel free to become a subscribed member via Patreon donate via JJFBbennett through PayPal Copyright This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyright laws . Distribution and/or modi...
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The Quest 001: Epic Journey to Lead, Learn and Create
Join JJFB Bennett, an educator nearing retirement, on his epic quest to sharpen his mind and learn new skills through the world of Assassin’s Creed! Watch as he navigates tech challenges, embraces storytelling, and explores leadership, learning, and creativity in this unique brain-boosting adventure. Subscribe now to follow his journey and witness the laughs, lessons, and triumphs along the way!
At 65, educator JJFB Bennett is on a mission to boost his brainpower and learn new skills through the thrilling world of Assassin’s Creed. But this isn’t just about gaming – a leadership, learning, and creativity journey wrapped in a storytelling adventure that will inspire and entertain.
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AI ART and Meaning What role does an artist play when employing AI? Artist statement by JJFBbennett If we accept that AI can generate vast quantities of statistically “meaningful” content from data and algorithms, then meaningful art may lie not in the output itself, but in its selection and framing. AI functions as a kind of unconscious, producing raw material at scale. The artist’s role shifts from maker to curator: deciding what to extract from the data’s noise, what to present as art, the context in which it appears, and the conversation it enters. The artist as the muddler and meddler in the centre of it all. This shift has an art-historical precedent. In 1917, Marcel Duchamp’s *Fountain* made a decisive claim: the artist had not sculpted the urinal but selected it, titled it, and placed it in a gallery. Meaning arose from the gesture of choice rather than the act of making. Walter Benjamin, too, anticipated this logic in his reflections on montage and editing: meaning can e...
The Territory of the Little People - Storm Clouds Approaching The atmosphere over Pine Creek churns before it breaks. The sky stops being a distant ceiling, and tears open into a fevered, gestural vortex, churning in fierce ribbons of cadmium gold, raw ember, and bruised ink. Here, in the suffocating stillness of the build-up, the heat plays violent tricks on my inner eye. As the squall gathers, the twisting ironwoods and fractured ridges don't feel empty; they crawl with the uncanny belief of the Little People, low-slung, watchful phantoms spun from wire, red dust, and dry static, waiting out the road's fragility. Every jagged branch and swirling filament of cloud becomes a face, an arm, a sinister presence breathing inside the rising storm, drawing the traveller deeper into the delirium of the interior. Pine Creek Storm Front Torn black filaments of wind and shadow seemed to claw straight out of the atmosphere, dripping down like hot tar, twisting through the spindly ironwo...
Empire of the Primrose poem The city fell in a single night. Holding it would take longer. So the painters were summoned, and the saints on the walls were given his family's eyes. A bloodline was found for him, older than the walls, older than the kings who raised them. Now even the earth must forget it ever belonged to anyone else. The Empire of the Primrose - Station 1 Do you have recurring dreams? Travel Sketches by metamodernist artist JJFBbennett The cycle always resets at dusk, like waking inside the cold architecture of an unyielding, repetitive dream. I walk the wet, cobbled veins of an ancient European city, passing beneath stone arches hung with heavy, lifeless flags, heraldry drained of colour, damp cloth clinging to wooden poles like dead skin. There is no breath of wind, only the low, humming pressure of an era turning in its sleep. I reach into an iron sconce and tear loose a torch of roaring, ragged fire. The flame casts jittering amber shad...
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