The Dark Angels are a come and go crew. They create then disappear like street art. Their works exist in fragments, particles that float, dust motes that spin before the wind that blows them to faraway places. They are individuals that work as one. Deep as oceans, as impenetrable as the night. Art urchins and poets, they dissolve before they form. They are the Dark Angels, they are discharge. They are a bloody mouthful.

Saturday, 9 April 2011

Numb

12 comments:

J. D. Nelson said...

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

thx

Anonymous said...

Colour, image, composition and content ALWAYS breathtaking, Mersault!

jbkrost said...

I love this...
could you explain the materials? and how it was construsted

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

Thank you Iryna

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

jbkrost: it is digital surgery

Anonymous said...

Aha! I suspected as much (I was also interested in materials and found myself convinced by the precision that it is a digital rendering)...

Digital art used to be underrated unless it was created using a 3D program. It's works of this calibre that have elevated it to serious art!

Babalith said...

Very good

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

@Iryna

...at first glance, digital art is sometimes too cold, too much precision, numb separated from feelings, but if we manage to keep the longer view, we see that it is playful and intimate. Perhaps work of CHM, Ruela and Babalith is best example.

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

Thank you Babalith

Aaron Held said...

Love this great collage

Mersault (Nera B.) said...

thx Aron, love you