Leeds Light Night 2010.

A collection of images from a night where you are welcomed to play with your City. I visited PSL on the side of the Leeds Liverpool Canal, not too far from Leeds City Station off Whitehall Road.


The current exhibition Latitude/Tropic features work from two Artists, Roger Palmer and Jeremy Wafer. The collabrative exhibtion lives and breathes in the high open space of the PSL gallery. The walls seeming much like home to both artists.



I made my way through town via Leeds Liverpool Canal, calling in at Milo's to catch a lil' glimpse of the EP launch party for Soul Circus - Artisit & Artisans is available for download now. Continuing up Briggate to catch a glimpse of a nostalgic cardboard gramaphone installation in Thornton's Arcade.





Making my way up to Broadcasting Place, several moving image and light installations welcomed me, along with a bitmap style typography installation, syncronished and executed from a trolley, onto the side of the rustic architecture that is Leeds Metropolitan University.






Films were projected on a continuous loop all night on The Parkinson Tower of Leeds University, I caught a short glimpse of a dark lined, playful shape and scribble animation.



Then onwards for a pint at Santiago's in Grand Arcade to catch Black Moth. Who by the way are effortlessly on heat at the moment and so much more raw live.

Find out more about Leeds Light Night 2010
Check out Soul Circus and find out more about their new EP Artists & Artisans
Check Black Moth out on MySpace

A visitor in passing

Fill a barrel for myself
alone and stubborn

Assist me in this means of now
for I have but only a gallon

Strength and strife
to fill your pot
in a faded presence of millions

Tell me this,
for what does it matter

I cannot bare soul,
when I do not know the answer

A hollowed bark
disguising centuries of pails

A visitor in passing
crawling for a passion

Structured,
joined and fastened

A fusion
Lying in the matter.

If the key fits.

Towers.

R.

Still in existence.

Africa.

A crowned glory
of the purest light

You seep through
and warm me

A distance at a glance
hope dances
a window of tomorrow

Dance a holy dance
of simplistic flight

A royal fete
a dusty road
a map of colour and delight

Your abundance eats my sight
You smile
I obey.