Have you ever wondered what the
receiving the Shrine Experience is like from the other side? Well, Armitagebesotted, with whom I had sussed out a deal a while ago, has written up her side of the story and I am happy to let her present you her Mr Thornton shrine. In her own words, with her own pictures. Here goes…
In the mail today, I received a package from Ireland. (I live in New York.) It’s my RA shrine, RA shrine, RA shrine! Which I know will be a re-cycled candy tin. But there are several other objects in that bubble wrap. What are they? And what’s that black rectangle underneath them?There is a framed picture peeking out below the bubble-wrapped packet. It’s….It’s a framed picture of RA from the Berlin premiere of DOS!Move over, family. Make room for Richard.But it’s so much more than just a picture of RA. It’s a matted (100% rag), framed, actual photographic print (not computer laser “output”) of my very favorite of Guylty’s photos of RA from the Berlin premiere. I’ve made photos, and I’ve spent hours in darkrooms printing photos, so I really appreciate what this means. An artist has given me an original print of her own work. Thank you so much, Guylty. I am touched beyond description, almost enough to cry.But I can’t cry yet, because I need clear eyes to look at the rest of my goodies. I proceed to the bubble-wrapped packet: Thorntons chocolates! A personalized card! “Look back at me…” (Any time. Anywhere, RA.) What’s in that black tube?The candles for the shrine!It’s time for the reveal. I open the metal box, and…John Thornton! Just who I asked for!I’m in heaven! Look at all this wonderfulness!The tea cup, the yellow rose — Guylty has hit the major North and South plot points! The gorgeous hand, the gorgeous man — Guylty has hit the major reason to watch North and South! Jewels, blingy leaf sticks, a disco ball — not exactly Victorian elements, but one does not question the iconography of potentially powerful communications with Gods.What else could a girl want? I can worship every day at the shrine of “You’re coming home with me.” (Yes, yes, yes, just send your address, RA!)And all I had to do to earn this reward was send Guylty — an expat with food cravings — some cheap, crappy American candy (M&Ms).Guylty: thank you, thank you, thank you. How can I EVER adequately thank you?What we do for each other — how do we explain it? Actually, to each other, we don’t need to; we get it. To the rest of the world, why bother?I think of my RA obsession as a hobby. I trade quips online with women around the world in the middle of the night to entertain myself and have fun. It gives me an extraordinary amount of giggly pleasure. Why question that?Now I’m off to fire up those candles and see what voodoo John Thornton delivers to my life!
Thank you, Armitagebesotted, for your lovely words. I can honestly say that the best thing about the Shrine project is all the wonderful exchanges I have with the recipients of the shrines, and with the readers and fellow fans who comment and spur me on. The other bonus is the inspiration that comes from these exchanges – in the shape of the requests that people make in terms of the shrine contents, in their suggestions, and with the bits and pieces they send me for the project. I have rarely felt so creatively inspired and it has almost become like a drug… If you are the dealers, well, then I will buy every day 🙂
I had a little shoot with Armitagebesotted’s Mr Thornton myself, so I’ll paste them in here, if you don’t mind, and keep my commentary at a minimum.
Set up on our grammophone. It is still in working order, and every once in a while I wind it up and listen to the collection of records that came with it. The small tins in the image contain spare needles, btw.
I try to create something new for every order and every shrine, but I just loved that design with the Victorian wallpaper, the gilt frame and the silver candle stick so much that I had created before for Agzy. So here’s a drawing room scene again – with Margaret making a rare appearance, by hand only 🙂
Can’t really have “another woman” in a shrine that is built for fan-drooling purposes…