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.
Wednesday, 18 May 2011
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from within and without, silence reigns elegant and black.
I have a print on the wall of my studio, a line drawing by B.S.Albini dated 1740, that's the exact verso of that figure. But I like what you did with your's better.
4 comments:
love it!
Yep, me too!!
could you explain the materials..
I'm always interested in these things..
love it
blessed silence
I have a print on the wall of my studio, a line drawing by B.S.Albini dated 1740, that's the exact verso of that figure. But I like what you did with your's better.
Make it into a T-shirt. My size is medium!!
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