Portraits

A Canal Walk And Lights

 

I can't remember if I called Matt up and had him traipse half way across town to meet me or if he came to stay the night before and we'd had wine and games. Those details are lost, and I don't know if that matters or not. In any case, we walked and walked, in spite of the rain.

We went from my old place in Armley, along the canal, and all the way back into town. It's a great wander, if you have the appetite. Somewhere near the up-and-coming outskirts there's a huge old fort structure and apparently it lights it up all pretty on a night. We posed for no reason at all.

Sometimes, the centre is good. Sometimes it's where you conjure the spotlight thoughts. Also, doesn’t it kinda look like Matt’s legs are shrunken? Promise I didn’t crunch it. I was on some steps, angled slightly down.

The opposite of silhouette shapes, in three colours. If only I could have gotten my leg exactly at a quarter-to. Definitely feel like I'm summoning a fire demon in one of these. Matt is the cold rain Bladerunner overlord.

Rowena Harris