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.

Saturday, 2 July 2011

Erection I



Justin Lee Brown © Copyright 2011 All rights reserved
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6 comments:

Ruela said...

I love this erection!

Russell 'C.J.' Duffy said...

Have you been peeking again?

jbkrost said...

stiff compostion!!

manina31 said...

i just dont see it..

manina31 said...

;P

Mersault said...

Excellent Justin!!!