I'm afraid that I just haven't got time to produce any new work to put up on Deviantart because what little time I'm getting away from work I'm spending on working on my portfolio. There will be updates but not anytime soon.
If its not one thing its another......

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Now playing: Therapy - Walk Through Darkness
via FoxyTunes

Will be arriving soon, I've been experimenting with some alternative mediums so my gallery will hopefully be a bit more varied.

All I ask is that you (the people viewing the stuff) take into account that I'm still working my way around these different mediums. Thats not me asking you not to critique my work... just don't flame me please, my fragile little mentality wouldn't take it.

Recently I've been wondering why I seem so attracted to scenes of entropy and I think it stems from my childhood.

When I was growing up my father worked for an airline company, I used to live in a city call Jeddah in Saudia Arabia, in particular a compound called Saudia City. This was where all of the ex-pat employies lived, it was a pretty big place, about two miles in radius.
In the centre of all this was the Cinema.
The Cinema was a ruin, it was built to entertain the populus of the compound but as soon as it had been completed the muslims complained. They said it was a den of temptation, because at cinema's men and women meet and spend time together. And so it came to be that they started to demolish it... but they never finsihed the job, infact it was pretty much completely intact. Only two walls had been smashed and then they fenced it off.
As you can guess, the fencing lasted all of ten minutes. It quickly became the place to hang out, during the day the skateboarders, roller bladers and BMXers would turn that place into a mini skatepark / obstical course and during the night it was a place to go and get drunk (with homemade beer and wine that was stolen from their parents).
I and my friends hung out there too, the difference was that we didn't get drunk or stoned... we had other ideas.

Next door to our compound was another one, commonly known as the stuardess's compound, because thats where all the single women and they're children were sectioned off to. My friends and I would regularly hop the fences to go in there and see our female friends, but that wasn't the only reason. Within the stuardess's compound was their training grounds. There the stuardess's would learn how to perform emergancy procedures, some of those involved the use of flares. Often they would leave the flares in buckets out in the open, it was a simple matter of climbing the fence and taking them.

We would return to the Cinema in the dead of night and set them off, they gave such an beautifully errie glow, I'd be transfixed by it.

Over time the Cinema became more of a wreck, as you would expect when you leave a building to kids. I would love to go and visit on quiet days and read all the graffiti that was written on walls, while most of it was inane rubbish there was some that had merit... I still remember one of the poems that was written on a wall in three foot letters;

'My mind is sharp and my reactions quick, but I still fall to that bullet of passion.'

I admit that its not a great poem, but it stuck. Amongst all that wreckage was art. Seats were taken apart and recycled into art, it became a youth centre of sorts.
I used to sit and meditate in one of the rooms on the top floor. The view from there was stunning, you could see for miles through the holes in the walls.

This I think started my facination with entropy. There is beauty to be found in destruction... just as one thing ends something else begins.

I think from this point on I'm going to include the music I was listening to at the time of me taking a photograph. I think this may aid people in understanding the mind set I was in at the time.
And yes I will be able to remember I have no idea why I can but I just can.

More images, at the moment I've just been so busy with getting a job and helping people move that I haven't had time to really go out and do anything creative.
But thankfully all that will soon come to an end because I now have the ability to drive myself about. More varied scenes shall be forthcoming!