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Welcome to a night in the office from hell.
It’s 1983 and in an abandoned workplace in the Midlands, two solitary clerical workers sit down at their desks to begin a routine night shift. But as the evening creeps into the night, a confidential file is accidentally opened and a quietly horrifying secret is unleashed. A secret that’ll soon turn their lives of rotas, packed lunches and fag breaks violently upside down and the workers, against each other.
A fantasy thriller with a pounding 1980s soundtrack, Stoke-on-Trent’s Potboiler Theatre invite you to a world of ruthless ambition, desperate escapism and deeply held desires: a world of Devotion.
Devotion was supported with funding from National Lottery through Arts Council England and Newcastle-under-Lyme Borough Council. With thanks also to New Vic Theatre, Mitchell Arts Centre and Moonbrushed Media.
Images courtesy of Moonbrushed Media.
For those of you who don't know. Golden Temple or Harmandir Sahib is culturally the most significant place of worship of the Sikhs and one of the oldest Sikh gurdwaras. Its name literally means House of God. The fourth Guru of Sikhism, Guru Ram Das, excavated a tank in 1577 which subsequently became known as Amritsar (meaning: Pool of the Nectar of Immortality),[3] giving its name to the city that grew around it.
Personally its one of my favorite places in the world.
Countless people pinned dollars to Saint Anthony's statue as it passed in procession. The look in this woman's eyes shows the hope behind the gesture
Saint Anthony's Feast
North End, Boston
Left to right, Fred, Sammy, Sharon, Pat, John,
Sweetwater Union High School Prom,
National City, CA, USA,
credit: Sharon (Clark) Alexander,
circa 1977
Every year devotees throng the streets of Trivandrum with their bodies pierced...essentially a 'nercha' (a vow) taken in order to fulfill some wish.
This is an annual sight at the Shivaratri festival here. Though i had taken a few pictures last year, I was stunned to see such young children in the procession this time around. I actually found it rather disturbing...maybe because no child would (sub)consciously make a decision like this, I'm not saying that the children are forced into it...but still its odd, to put children through this (some looked as young as 4-5 yrs)
In the summer of 2006 Portland was gripped with a (then) record-breaking heat wave. The first day I sweated it out in my office on the main floor. I figured the cats would stay in the coolest parts of the house, but they would often want to be near me and hang out in my office instead.
This picture of Scout is from that day, she was up on my bookcase and looking pretty pathetic. This wasn't even her at her worst, I decided not to take the picture when her mouth was hanging open as she looked like she had passed on.
For the next few days, I took pity on the little ones and moved my laptop and LCD into my wife's office in the basement, where it stays much cooler. The cats couldn't quite understand why I didn't just control the weather like the old days, and my protests that I was never omnipotent and that the old house just had air conditioning fell on deaf ears.
Still, I admired their devotion to me that they'd suffer just to be near me.
dear friends!! these days, i have more time to work in my studio, tend to my etsy shop, and visit your photostreams. :)) will you meet me at the teahouse, where we may delight in cups of steaming tea... and music?
may all travelers find joy!!
jeanne
digital photo, august 12, 2010
(the fabric is a sample from the earth-friendly zerolandfill program, and the vintage plate was a precious gift from my mother)