JJFBbennett

  Pauline Hanson: The Senate Performance Artist | Escalating Political Stunts as Avant-Garde Art What if Australian Senator Pauline Hanson channelled her controversial political persona into provocative, escalating performance art pieces that blur the lines between politics and theatre? This thought experiment explores three 'Acts' of outrage designed to amplify division, nationalism, and anti-'woke' themes live in the Senate Gallery : "Swamped by Symbols" - Using altered Australian flags and props to critique multiculturalism, escalating her infamous 'swamped by Asians' line. "Burqa Bonfire" - A shocking mid-level provocation building on her real-life burqa stunts, incorporating banned slogans and effigies of critics. "Piss Off Pavilion" - The high-octane climax featuring a mock 'border wall,' loyalty tests, and red liquid symbolising 'taxpayer blood,' all risking her expulsion. Watch as we examine how weaponising ...

  The Metallic Bloom "It starts on the back of my tongue. A cold, sharp tang of copper... like biting down on a gun barrel. Then... it detonates. It’s not a scream—it’s a jagged, violent bloom tearing through my throat.  Shards of silver... iron... and rust. I am no longer a man... just a dark silhouette exploding into shrapnel.  The panic is absolute." The Metallic Bloom video-poem It starts on the back of my tongue. A cold, sharp tang of copper— Like biting down on a gun barrel. Then… It detonates. It isn’t a scream. It’s a jagged, violent bloom Tearing through my throat. Shards of silver. Iron. Rust. I am no longer a man— Just a dark silhouette Xxploding into shrapnel. My body isn’t mine anymore. My voice isn’t mine anymore. The panic is absolute. 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 ....

  The Unreachable Yoke  A POV shot from JB’s perspective, looking down at his own body. His hands are locked rigidly at his sides by the cocoon. Ghostly, semi-transparent images of his hands are reaching out, trying to "yank, shove, slam" a control panel that isn't there. The image captures the desperation of a pilot whose identity is "unspooling" because he cannot reach the controls. I look down... but the body in the weave doesn't feel like mine anymore. My arms are locked. Pinned to my ribs by the silver vice. But I can see them... ghosts. Ghost hands... peeling away from my skin. Reaching out! They are trying to YANK... to SHOVE... to SLAM the yoke forward! But there is no yoke. There is no control panel. Only the dark. I am a pilot with no hands... and without them... I am unspooling into NOTHING. Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger ...

  Chrysalis This isn’t a tomb It’s a chrysalis . We aren’t being buried We’re being rewritten. 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 .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via  YouTube Music , Spotify , iTunes, Apple Music and Soundcloud To support my art, feel free to donate via JJFBbennett through PayPal    If you want to acquire JJFB's art creations as an NFT - John's Opensea NFT profile is https://opensea.io/JJFBbennett   Copyright This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyright laws . Distribution and/or modification of the artwork without the written permission of the sponsor is prohibited.

  The pharaoh reborn I lie in the cryo-unit— My breath shallow, my eyes locked open. Hands that aren’t there wrap me in linen and light. Ancient and engineered fuse against my skin. This isn’t rest. This is preparation. I am bound. Immobilised. Sealed— a passage I never agreed to take. 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 .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via  YouTube Music , Spotify , iTunes, Apple Music and Soundcloud To support my art, feel free to donate via JJFBbennett through PayPal    If you want to acquire JJFB's art creations as an NFT - John's Opensea NFT profile is https://opensea.io/JJFBbennett   Copyright This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyrig...

  I must break free Inside the pod, I arch and lash against the restraints. The hum thickens—translucent waves pressing me down. My motion meets mass. Sound becomes gravity. I hang there, suspended, until resistance teaches me stillness. 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 .  Subscribe to JJFBbennett's private FB hub:  https://www.facebook.com/share/g/18ythpSXPZ/ You can subscribe to my music via  YouTube Music , Spotify , iTunes, Apple Music and Soundcloud To support my art, feel free to donate via JJFBbennett through PayPal    If you want to acquire JJFB's art creations as an NFT - John's Opensea NFT profile is https://opensea.io/JJFBbennett   Copyright This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyright laws . Distribution and/or modification of the...

  Creation doesn’t save. Art stabilises. That’s why art continues after belief has died. Not because it promises something— But because consciousness cannot stop itself. The will to create isn’t heroic. It’s involuntary. A reflex. The art of futility A spoken monologue I don’t make art because it matters. I make it because consciousness produces excess. And excess demands release. That’s the first lie we’re taught—that art points toward truth. Truth doesn’t need us. It existed before our gestures and will remain after our silence. Art isn’t revelation. It’s a regulation. An overdeveloped mind can’t remain idle. Thought accumulates. Pressure builds. Expression becomes a discharge—not a message. This isn’t noble. It’s biological. Paintings. Texts. Sounds. Images. All variations of the same maneuver. Not transcendence . Containment . Once you see this, ambition collapses. Influence. Legacy . Relevance. These are metaphysical debts art can no longer pay. The work is finished the mome...