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.
Tuesday, 5 April 2011
YOU MUST NOW START BACK AT THE VERY BEGINNING!
"You can't go any further from here.
Read a good book Go to the cinema and watch a great movie Give your friends a phone call Meet your family Visit a good restaurant and have some dinner"
4 comments:
Relief...
I used to think I might have "psychological problems" because stops signs showed up so often in my paintings. Now I got this to worry about. ;-D
Great vivid color! And a very good idea. Several, actually...
;))
Sitting Together On Purpose
love it
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