The landscapes may appear bleak, the imagery over concerned with dilapidation, but I have a great fondness for effects of time and aging. So many stories seem to be written in the faded signs and strata of technologies. Perhaps growing up and playing amongst the shattered buildings and weed strewn abandoned emplacements have affected me more than I had thought and often chime with certain moods and reveries.

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