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.
Thursday, 29 September 2011
Framing The Circle
the absent center shot through an ordinary lens protection cap
version with soundtrack by John Zorn and Terje Rypdal
1 comment:
very spacial and aquatic. Great experience
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