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.

Monday, 27 June 2011

Discharge Chapbook nº 6

This is the sixth chapbook edited by Ruela and features the art & words of: Josep Fábrega Agea - Jb krost - MO - CHM - Ruela - Shadow Lor - TICTAC - d_rood - Jase - Russell 'C.J.' Duffy - A.Decker - Neil R Graf - doriandra - murmurists - dodo spiessert - STICKLEBACK2 - Iryna Harpy - Mersault - undRess Béton - Jaie - I am not Kek-w - robinmosesnailart - Aaron Held - auraborus - Inconsequential - John Moore Williams.