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.
11 comments:
Beautiful :)
Damn right. I like the way this image strikes me.
Welcome Manina ;)
Great Start!!!!
Thank you so much!great to be in this wild company (-_-)..
Welcome and I can see you'll rock too
CHM ..thank you so much(-_-)
wow!
welcome
very cool!
love being here thank u~(-_-*)~
Lucky Dark Angels to have such a talent with us.
Welcome.
omg!im blushing but you can't see it! (-_-)*
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