FFR 24

ISSN: 1929-7238. Published by Fowlpox Press. Cover and interior
paintings: James Johnston. Photographs: Paris Paté. Ms. Paté is not taken
for granted. Ever. Woodblock prints: Loren Kantor, who is a passionate,
curious Woodcutter/Writer living in Hollywood with a love for movies, music and
old Los Angeles. http://woodcuttingfool.blogspot.ca/

This issue is dedicated to the memory of Roddis Franklin "Pete" Drake (October 8, 1932
– July 29, 1988)

Sometime back in 1987, Marcel Marceau performed in front of a live audience in Portland, Maine. Prior to his entrance, one could
hear just behind the curtain a beating of sticks (something of wood, it would seem), perhaps to signal to the audience that the time
had arrived for the show to start, and more importantly, that we should be attentive. This lonely page serves a similar purpose and I
sincerely hope you enjoy what follows. Clack, clack, clack…







EXCERPTS FROM

THE FORTHCOMING JILT
BY TERRY SCOTT BOYKIE

TEST PATTERN

he house was not plumb and the wind knew it. In winter, drafts broke into
whistles and spooked the old mutt; he paced the linoleum in search of calm. At times,
field mice would cozy between cinder blocks and joists while waiting out storms, only
to have the mutt paw their retreats in protest.

Most nights shades would remain up taking in the moon and stars, but with each
cold snap they would come down holding in any dying heat. On snowy nights, the
lost man and fermented fishwife would retire to the foam-fill by midnight to sleep
below a vinyl headboard with chewing gum warts or they might linger a little longer
with the residue of alcohol and ashes of death.

By one, a little man would fidget alone on his stale mattress with the glow of
a space heater from the kitchen below and the drum of ice pellets on the corrugated
roof above. In the dim, he would raise the shades and press his face and fingers
against the glacial pane. Outside a lone street light would reveal tomorrow's fate.

By three, the wind's whistle would become a melody and the field mice and the
mutt would have settled in for one last January. The ice pellets would have changed
to snowflakes too muted to stir the snoring man or the drunken mommy. And the
boy would have dozed off on the front room rug; his visions of a snow day unfazed by
the fading warmth of the space heater and the expectant blurry blush of the latest
used TV.

SHOE BOXES

In an unfinished, cluttered and dusty attic, hidden beneath Sally's ratty fur-collared,
silk-lined, woolen coats, rested a distressed cream-colored dresser with three
green-apple drawers all locked up with no place to go. We used a crowbar from the

cellar, its leverage and our meddling pried open the drawers bottom to top. We
discovered each drawer contained six sealed shoe boxes, all with an index card taped
to the box top. It provided a name and a date, all from the 1940s. With a pen knife, we
warily opened the containers. We gawked at the 18 miniature 'bambinos,' the largest
the size of a chipmunk, along with the parched jumble of placenta and umbilical cord
laying on beds of cheesecloth.

Nine were boys, eight little girls, one was so tiny; it looked like a “pinky”
field mouse, gender unknown. Fourteen had the look of three day-old snow, three
had the skin color of a grocery bag. For the rest of the day we surveyed the plunder
as our mothers and Sally downstairs drank themselves through 16 double Manhattans.
When we grew fatigued from viewing these diminutive, musty, once-living creatures,
we sealed them most carefully for 8 year-olds, put them away, and covered the
dresser with at least thirty cloth coats.

The shoe-box babies remained a taboo topic, not discussed again after that day of
discovery in 1954. My cousins in the attic investigation died in a car wreck in '73.
Sally, the likely abortionist and neighborhood barkeep, died in 2003 when her house
burned down, as well as the dresser, from faulty Christmas-tree wiring that took her
straight into limbo. My two aunts and my mother lived, even prospered, well into
their 90s. In 2011, they all chose to die within a week of each other, taking any
knowledge of he back-alley scandal with them into dust. I am alone revealing this
tale to you – a tale without certainty, yet a tale I cannot deny.





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Who is it?

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Such types of material may be a great tool. "Samaria," tradition, commonly

called "release" ("movie").

Please write, sell, and post new companies. Is the personal interest in music? If so, might there possibly be a
nonaccomplishment‽

Is your brain a homeopathic scanning device? Although there are many other landscape paintings, Snarky Pickles
(1655-1731) and his many plaid breaches, along with his wing man, Sir Dark Zilla, informed
you that they have a short map card in the shape of an exploding duck in a top hat. This
song does not provide emotional picture scripts. Are you comfortable? Let's see what
the powers that be have to say.
Any closure after the design and previously a corrupt state of the transition law that is
not an organization or encrypted and corrupt design error of the Canadian key, affects the
correct location to gain value.

Let's see if anyone wants to blame him. To tranquilize a chicken is an attractive idea and part of the program.
"Authors should protect themselves from writing, reputation, injury, protection of names and problems." The

reality of the video, the Canadian rules and the "revised plan" that people who trust themselves have a "mind", a
show.

Edison was first replaced in the history of the United States in 1976 after about 90,000 years. Music is
indispensable, and, above all, human eyes are considered accurate. The core of the temptation is not the creation
of works, but the use of works or the use of the universe. "
These modern ideas have ideas. In 1924, when the US law was passed, the Canadian new law was discovered after
the recording of the 1924 return of real estate agents into the wild.
More mechanical devices are the rights of pink lemonade, digital sampling devices and no fly zones, including
cousins, mathematics and computers. Electronics meet Culture meets Creativity meets Family Relationships.
The famous film filming stimulates the film to stimulate the film contest in a library, and the fluidity of the music
is limited only to simple and basic errors. Soap is far from being. Disney treats Sony consumers makes the mouse
unknown. Count George the Harry Frank authorized a crime to elect good music.In fact, the confidentiality bias is
one of the most known glacial ice at the beginning. After receiving short hymns over the last few decades, the
chimpanzee has the opportunity to bring together the choices he now enjoys. At least there are at least many artists,
artists and political constraints when they receive negative titles in the world, the music industry is not available.
The development of plastic shoes pouring from fountains and the creation of a complete collapse is a national
argument and a convenience.

Businessmen shout

Music is not music. The flash is not clear and the fan can beat a hundred times. Similarly, observations are only a
few observations in the fact that the observations are correct. Some professional music lovers can not play music
on any subject. Injection training, in the sales system, generates a wide range of sounds and effects. The tag is
popular with the brand. Negativland and its sister, The Residents devouor the original composers, but we want to
hear the same. The picture collaborators continue to engage in tanks, music, tropical Ohio and other laws calling
for shock, mental attraction and homeland.
More obvious music, such as the use of high-end computers, engineers, engineers, etc. Many music memorabilia,
especially Marilyn Monroe impersonators, are often seen, although they are usually observed. Of course, if you
need visibility, software and printers can do the same.

Music has the biggest punctuation, but more icons in the text. So get out with dead rice and cow patties and
other tools can also solve technical problems because most of the time they have both fingers both fingers on the
air.

There is no urban system, well-constructed games should not be
different from laxity and fraud. However, the reference figure is a
small fraction of total exports, but this is not the case.

Do I look at the price of the book? Therefore, by creating
popular music styles and the most delicious songs, we offer
music experts to vocal songs that will interest artists and music.
George Butterfly built words with words, it is advisable not to
repeat this error again and again.

A Tupperware party in the 1950s

Music is not a dangerous solution, but it can take up to 100
minutes. So the study is accurate and many people report
constraints. Some musicians do nothing. Marketing, education,
training, audio. Popular symbol. SpreadDude is a sophisticated charge. I did not hear that. Movie is looking for
holiday people, gamers, operators, music, music, music, other people playing in the house.
The most highly regarded engineers, engineers, etc. Most of the law of the law is, in particular, in the German
Vampire, of course, they want to know what the program is and what to do.
Music is the most important, unique, unique and unique book. There are also car-clients, jacuzzi, toys, times, taps,
and handbags that can easily be released.
Everyone can open the system that may be different when you view a part of the game. The end result is fast,
impossible.
The cost of this manual is that of a large number of musicians who have applications to sing video and music.
George Porter is terribly sad about your health.

Bisque Storm Drain

There are more and more vegetarian writers, artists, artists, writers. Next, add a color to the device. Or new words.
Generally speaking, Ogaden, Sinhala, Ferratina appeared in the 18th century. Indicators are examples of changes
made to rail and industrial production.







NO ORGANISM IS A BORN TERRORIST
Nikhil Parekh
No petal is ever born disdainfully decayed; from the womb of the redolently mesmerizing
and celestially effulgent flower,
No fledgling is ever born a hideously treacherous vulture; from the womb of the
uninhibitedly ecstatic and timelessly soaring bird,
No raindrop is ever born smeared with satanic blood; from the womb of the impeccably
glorious and fathomlessly endowing sky,
No ray is ever born a mass of bedlam nothingness; from the womb of the Omnipotently
Golden and brilliantly optimistic Sun,
No sound is ever born cold-bloodedly cacophonic; from the womb of the vividly resplendent
and ebulliently mellifluous nightingale,
No flake of ice is ever born cannibalistically brown; from the womb of the innocuously
placid and endlessly enamoring snowball,
No globule of milk is ever born sadistically venomous; from the womb of the unsurpassably
sacrosanct and benevolently munching cow,
No mischief is ever born insidiously crucifying; from the womb of the vivaciously dancing
and eternally cavorting rainbow,
No salt is ever born diabolically asphyxiating; from the womb of the rhapsodically
undulating and perennially poignant sea,
No soldier is ever born a disparagingly gory traitor; from the womb of the Omnisciently
proliferating and peerlessly blessing soil,
No echo is ever born ludicrously silent; from the womb of the unfathomably deep and
inscrutably reverberating gorge,

No truth is ever born an egregiously marauding lie; from the womb of the unconquerably
Omnipresent and Perpetually bestowing heavens,
No honey is ever born iconoclastically prejudiced; from the womb of the fantastically
boisterous and enchantingly exotic honey bee,
No fruit is ever born forlornly deteriorated; from the womb of the quintessentially
mollifying and blissfully symbiotic mud,
No lion is ever born mercilessly trampling; from the womb of the uninhibitedly fearless and
synergistically blossoming forest,
No epitome is ever born lugubriously crumbling; from the womb of the invincibly
compassionate and inimitably towering mountain,
No continent is ever born atrociously bombarding; from the womb of the tirelessly
panoramic and unbelievably majestic globe,
No breath is ever born hissing parasitically pugnacious fire; from the womb of the
insuperably heavenly and insurmountably moistened nostril,
No beat is ever born murderously betraying; from the womb of the unassailably oddly and
passionately thundering heart,
And no organism is ever born a reproachfully indiscriminate terrorist; from the womb of its
unshakably priceless and altruistically blessing mother .

Nikhil Parekh is a Love Poet & an author of 47 different Books which include 1 God , and Love Versus Terrorism . The Poet is a 10
Time National Record Holder for his Poetry with Limca Book of Records India - which is India's Best Book of Records , also Ranked
2nd in the World officially to Guinness Book of World Records .









THESE MEN DIDN’T TAKE THEIR ATABRINE ( LET SLIP THE DOGS OF WAR)
Contrary to what I am doing now, I struggle with using American Sign Language, authentic Chinese
scented hands (Scientific Research, Vol. 20, p. 23). TB acupuncture, and meatloaf. In this case, it should be
medicines can cause chronic tuberculosis before the orchestrated while running from gun fire.
disease begins. Place the pills in a pinata and take

the ones that reach your mouth first. In most cases, Grass fed beef makes for yellowish meat; That is why
medication does not cause any major changes. no drops of pain were discontinued. In many words a

Because meat eaters do not need any cure and need number of compounds are common. These signs
no cure, they can not intervene in the elopement of often come to an end even if they are made in error.
the immune system. However, these medications pull Many people want happiness for everyone.
the ladder from the bride’s window resulting in broken
legs and especially accidents such as diarrhea. Business men and their counterparts take drugs,
drugs and very often, drugs while parachuting over
If a Tuppeware representative slides from beneath many of the world’s most popular countries. The
your couch into your arms, the Tree Kangaroo has resulting Chickenpox transfers itself into a vision
more than 90 percent of the land available through an described as screaming velvet, a complete and
arbitrated lease agreement, so it is important for the satisfying food. Lastly, the mosquito dampens the
Crowned Pigeon to take care of mosquitoes. For this spirits of the Guinean Pigs (Guinea Pou).
reason, we, the navy and members, treat each of us,











Artist Bio O ne aspect of developmental trauma is alexithymia,
James Henry Johnston an inherent difficulty in putting words to emotions
and somatic states. A difficulty in knowing how one is
I grew up in the so-called “Troubles” in Northern feeling.

Ireland. It has shaped who I am. How I view the I have, from the start, invested my paintings with
world. quite a lot of emotion. Painting has helped me explore
the human condition of others and also mine too. In
I came to live in Wales 30 years ago. Wales has painting others, I find myself.
been a refuge to me.
Although I have only started painting relatively I also have had difficulties as a result, partly, of my
recently in life, I have expressed my creativity in other emotions and trauma, namely alcoholism and
ways throughout my life, notably through photography addiction. I have been recovering now for 12 years and
but also in film/video and formerly via writing and have increasingly explored what it is like to be a
theatre. human being in this time.

I feel there is still often a cinematic or theatrical I explore the fullness of being human and, in the
aspect to my paintings, certainly in the compositions. renaissance tradition, I attempt to love my painting
into life. Art has brought me closer to other human
I arrived at my style of painting fairly quickly. I beings.
was and am still very encouraged by this. My wife, My experience of life is at odds with most artists I
another artist, says my style came out almost know. As a result, what I am trying to express is often
immediately, as if it was bursting to come out. A style different too.
of painting is like a signature, it reveals something
intrinsic. I am an outsider in many ways. A Catholic in a
Protestant town in Northern Ireland, the only boy in a
My life, my experiences and pre-occupations are family of girls, an Irish man in Wales, a sufferer of
evident in my work. All that has gone before is evident C-PTSD and a recovering alcoholic and addict. I enjoy
in what I paint now. In fact, my prior life had stopped this difference. It informs my work.
me painting in many ways.
It is perhaps why I enjoyed Edvard Munch so
One lingering legacy of my trouble upbringing is much as a young man, this idea of being alone in a
my Complex PTSD (C-PTSD). This left me haunted crowd, of feeling different.
by a feeling, an attitude that prevented me fully
realising my creative potential. I also love how he paints the ugly side, in a
technique that matches his preoccupations and subject
I had this chronic fear of making mistakes, of matter. I try to do this as well. I also like how he paints
failing, so often I didn’t really start creating. emotion and psychological states.

After receiving a period of therapy for my C-PTSD This is what I am interested in too. Looking
I came home one day and simply started painting. My beyond the superficial, the conformist, the facades.
fear of making mistakes had gone. The stories we hide behind.
I feel as if I have always been an artist but one
imprisoned in my trauma. Healing has brought a Growing up in an extreme environment helped
stream of creativity. I am making up for lost time. me have an outside perspective, be a stranger in my
I am surprised I have become a portrait painter. own home. It allowed me to see how this conformity

warps our humanity, becomes the excuse to lie, deny Images used in this issue:
and deceive. Facejob (cover)
Still Troubled
I like to explore this idea of people wearing masks If People Only Knew
in my work. A recent series of work, “Masks”, Talk Back to Me
examines how we all wear masks in our daily lives to Never Mind
protect our vulnerabilities but if you look closely Dissociation
enough these vulnerabilities are always seeping out,
the mask is always, sometimes imperceptibly, slipping Links:
to reveal more than we would like.
https://www.riseart.com/artist/james-johnston
A recent painting, "Facejob", shows how this https://www.artfinder.com/james-henry-johnston#/
vulnerability is sown into one’s face.

Some people are so traumatized by their
experience that the mask is very flimsy indeed or
hardly there at all as in the painting “Still Troubled”, a
women still troubled by her still “disappeared” son,
from the Troubles.

There are many masks. “If Only People Knew”
expresses the idea that what we project is often, in fact,
the opposite of the truth.

The superficiality of life is nowhere more evident
than in the world of social media, obsessed with
detailing every triviality of our existence. This triviality
is a luxury.

In another project, “Sinister Selfies” I contrast
this luxury of this mind-numbing narcissism with the
darker realities of many peoples’ lives. I use an icon of
our time, the Smartphone “selfie”, to turn our gaze
onto so-called darker elements of the human
condition.

Instead of being snapshots of rampant narcissism
in various sunny or celebratory locations, they instead
invite the viewer into a world which implies darker
human realities such as addiction, co-dependency,
trauma, terror, abuse, disgust, self loathing,
disintegration of self and dissociation.

All areas of human experience close to my heart,
so to speak.