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.
8 comments:
beautiful!!!!!!!!!
Obrigada εїз Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ !!
uuuuuuuuuuuuu I love it
that means a lot,thank you!
Yep!!
very nice!
Thank you jbkrost!
M.. its good to see another painter here...
these digital guys are overpowering!
I totally agree with jbkrost.The addition of manina31 adds balance.
truly great work here.
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