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.

Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Bill Me Later!

11 comments:

dolorosa said...

Wow fantastic!:)

Aaron Held said...

Yes excellent, shes very beautiful haha

Aaron Held said...

or he either way... my eyes jittery now ahha

jbkrost said...

Bacon would approve!

Iryna Harpy said...

Agreed, Jb! He just didn't have the technology... nor live in the 21st century!

Iryna Harpy said...

L, Albano!

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Mo said...

Brilliant

Ruela said...

;))

CHM said...

oh yes this is splendidus

Iryna Harpy said...

I think, CHM, that this is an excellent representation of 'Pontificus Splendidus'!

Ruela said...

haha! lol!